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Once upon a time There was a boy His life was full of fun and joy Waking up at six in the morning With a feeling everyday is more adorning Getting ready for the school And waiting at the bus stop Every day he felt He was on the world's top Entering into the class room Saying hi to all Gossiping with friends untill Assembly call Standing in the playground Listening to principal's speech All that was nonsense Which she used to preach Coming back to classroom Attending all the classes Just for staring a girl wearing red-blue glasses Four continuous lectures then comes a break So as to avoid stress and headache Sharing lunch boxes Was like a business deal what actually matters Was getting all tasty meal Last period used to Pass very slowly With the history teacher Teaching them very lowly When it reaches two in the school clock It was the time to fly Like the bird hawk Running Faster and faster Down through the stairs Coz no one likes bus seat to share Giggling and laughing Screaming and shouting All the way back to his home Doing all nonsense with his friends When he had time to roam Pressing the doorbell mom opens the door Setting the fan speed at three or more Resting under the fan And watching the television Discovery science was His first provision After the lunch Comes time for the tuitions Coz studies do not hav Any substitutions From there he goes to the football ground To play cricket Just for one or two rounds Back to home asking for a cup of horlicks With few of almonds In the milk to mix Then studying in the bedroom Doing all his homework Finishes the everything on time With all his hardwork goes to the kitchen For having some snacks Jar of biscuits kept on the rack Sharing secrets with his dad long discussion They used to had Have his dinner Then goes to bed Thinking what to do with the future ahead Thinking and thinking eyes stops blinking Fall asleep hoping for a better tomorrow
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Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 3:46 PM UTC
Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time There was a boy His life was full of fun and joy Waking up at six in the morning With a feeling everyday is more adorning Getting ready for the school And waiting at the bus stop Every day he felt He was on the world's top Entering into the class room Saying hi to all Gossiping with friends untill Assembly call Standing in the playground Listening to principal's speech All that was nonsense Which she used to preach Coming back to classroom Attending all the classes Just for staring a girl wearing red-blue glasses Four continuous lectures then comes a break So as to avoid stress and headache Sharing lunch boxes Was like a business deal what actually matters Was getting all tasty meal Last period used to Pass very slowly With the history teacher Teaching them very lowly When it reaches two in the school clock It was the time to fly Like the bird hawk Running Faster and faster Down through the stairs Coz no one likes bus seat to share Giggling and laughing Screaming and shouting All the way back to his home Doing all nonsense with his friends When he had time to roam Pressing the doorbell mom opens the door Setting the fan speed at three or more Resting under the fan And watching the television Discovery science was His first provision After the lunch Comes time for the tuitions Coz studies do not hav Any substitutions From there he goes to the football ground To play cricket Just for one or two rounds Back to home asking for a cup of horlicks With few of almonds In the milk to mix Then studying in the bedroom Doing all his homework Finishes the everything on time With all his hardwork goes to the kitchen For having some snacks Jar of biscuits kept on the rack Sharing secrets with his dad long discussion They used to had Have his dinner Then goes to bed Thinking what to do with the future ahead Thinking and thinking eyes stops blinking Fall asleep hoping for a better tomorrow
#schoollife # childhood #funlife
vaibhav-kumar-jha
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Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 3:46 PM UTC
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