Saturday, March 04, 2006

Profess(or)

let me tell you about my teacher
she was everything but a preacher
more of a friend, not at all a foe
always with you, high or low
she has these pretty blues eyes
tells you for sure she is wise
she demanded answers putting up her hand
she changed us as if it was her magic wand
she had her battles which she used to fight
keeping her smile which was a beautiful sight
she was aweome she was amazing
Only problem was her prince charming

3 Comments:

Blogger NN said...

Did u send this to her ?

8:57 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Quintessetia of Cynical glory!

I wasnt aware that you blog. Mine are strictly non-prosodic writings. Anyways will check ur blog regularly.

Some cognates for seanicle :-)

1. See Nickle
2. Sceny Kal
3. Sinny Cull

8:18 PM  
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