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PRECIOUS PARENTS
From A to Z,
And from zero to infinity.
You feed me with education everyday.
Holding my hands,
You guide me to get my hands,
On my handwriting copy tracks.
Singing the rhymes together,
I start to open my mouth
With you, Teacher.
By your class and homeworks,
And checking them with red pen.
You edited my mistakes.
Your stick and sit-ups,
I loathe, but...
Tuesday 4th September 2018 4:11 am
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