A part of heaven, Where I started going after the age of seven. My schooling started with a loud cry, And it ended with the same loud cry.
In between I had moments of joy, The friends with whom I can enjoy.
The history class which used to be boring, And then comes maths very ignoring. Chapters of science which uses to bounce, And English which put weight on our brain equal to 1 ounce. The love story of school that ends with a bang, And then we could see fight between two gang.
Only temple where we go everyday, To meet the gods who we say TEACHERS.