It’s the root of all profession.
Say it please with
confession.
Teaching is the
best job,
Although sometimes
I do sob.
Like others we
started to learn.
It’s what we all do yearn.
A burning flame of
passion,
Trending and always
in fashion.
Preparation, a must
to teach.
And some learners
are like leach.
Cunning in dark and
dirty magic,
Caught and ended the day tragic.
Most minds work and
think the slowest,
Degrading the
career to be the lowest.
Oh! Think and think
before you speak,
We are teachers and
on the peak!
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