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Teachers

A God bless you, to all my teachers.

I know it was hard,

But you definitely managed to reach her.

 

In Gupton's Math,

You managed to make me laugh

When the rest of them wouldn't dare cross your path.

 

In Lotvedt's Social Studies

It was hard staying awake

But I think I managed to make us buddies.

 

In Phibbs' Science

I learned a little about my body,

and you taught us a little self reliance.

 

In Vinger's Writing,

you had a great sense of humor

and managed to teach me the art of citing.

 

In McLeod's Reading,

The place I loved and learned the most

I learned to put my trust in the love of succeeding.

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May 22, 2010
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