Why did I write the professors?
Do I wish that I could be one?
Sometimes I'd like to talk
Sometimes I'd like to tree one

A teacher, not a professor
English, Asian rains
O those bullet trains!
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*** is so confusing!
I want her, yes I do
But she slips away
Buddhamind not two

Don't believe in life after death
Do believe in memory
She was fun. What a smile!
Wendy Darling Neverly

                  Ruth B.