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Alleges My Teacher  

Alleges my teacher: 
I’m weak in the head 
And calls me a dunce; 
Of her I’m in dread. 

A dead loss, a dud, 
I’m going to rot. 
What should I do now? 
She hates me a lot! 

I’m fated to fail 
As destined a fool. 
Why waste your money? 
I want to leave school. 
  

Father: 

Okay my son, if that is so, you can 
Leave school, but then you speak sense like a man. 
You are not fool and note no man is fool, 
And progress means to solve all ills; be cool. 
Like knives unused our heads sometimes go blunt, 
So use your head and pass your tests; don’t grunt. 
I know you work hard but the teacher rates 
Your work to be less than that of your mates. 
Give her a challenge; spend more time with books; 
Your worth soon prove and be in her good books.