MY PAST
There I was resting at the beach
After giving my dogs a bone each
Thinking of my past when I used to teach
And if I were in a bad mood the students would offer me a peach.
They knew it they went out of limit they would all get a beating each
So the would make sure that the big long stick was nowhere near my reach
And when I retired nothing more to give or to teach
All those who loved me gave me a big loving hug each.
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