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I’ve been on a temple track, Running a relay race, With fine fellow, For a long time In rain, sun, mist, and fog When will I reach? When will I exchange the baton? Today on the stop line is me Legs for long get tired As trial and tribulation do come Some fell while some kept running on track Oh, fine fellow! if you don’t want to be knocked down by a dazzling truck Maintain your line, Run fast for the last lap, And leave fine fruits alone Mind you, our seniors have succeeded in several seconds Our days are numbered These are what every mouth is miming Since when we started are approaching Oh, temple track! Give us hope Results have to show surely on that day Some shall smile and some shall cry For the digits that will be displayed On green papers
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Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 9:28 AM UTC
Temple track
I’ve been on a temple track, Running a relay race, With fine fellow, For a long time In rain, sun, mist, and fog When will I reach? When will I exchange the baton? Today on the stop line is me Legs for long get tired As trial and tribulation do come Some fell while some kept running on track Oh, fine fellow! if you don’t want to be knocked down by a dazzling truck Maintain your line, Run fast for the last lap, And leave fine fruits alone Mind you, our seniors have succeeded in several seconds Our days are numbered These are what every mouth is miming Since when we started are approaching Oh, temple track! Give us hope Results have to show surely on that day Some shall smile and some shall cry For the digits that will be displayed On green papers
No time to waste. A warning to all students
Auwal
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Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 9:28 AM UTC
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