who will be leaving this week?
A Bid of Farewell
You have taught me a lot about mathematics.
Sometimes I only wish to lock myself in the attic.
When I get frustrated I wanted to break down.
And just move right out of town.
And just take the Manhattan bound.
But I will only just hear those strange sounds.
For years I learned to hate math,
And burst in to a fiery wrath.
But when I come into your room,
Learning it was never such a big doom.
You helped me since the first day,
Up till now and today.
But as each time the bells ring,
As each day joy brings,
I will forever remember you,
But now I bid you farewell.
(I wrote this myself. What do you think?)
if the poem doesn't show up in stanza sorry.
2006-11-06
13:57:12
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