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Surfer's poem: When I die
When I die bury me deep, place my math book on my hand, tell the teacher nothing I could understand, writes Rukhsar. Your contribution
Published on: Oct 9, 2006, 13:46:00 IST
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When I die bury me deep
Place my Math book on my hand
Tell the teacher nothing I could understand
Place my English book on my chest
Tell the teacher I'm at rest
Place my Hindi book on my thigh
Tell the teacher the language was too high
Place my Science book on my ears
Tell the teacher, it bring our tears
And, when all the teachers begin to cry
Tell them they are the ones who made me die.
Rukhsar Fatima Zaidi, Mayur Public School, Delhi
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