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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
May 22, 2010 at 8:48 AM UTC
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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
May 22, 2010 at 8:48 AM UTC
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