Once We Were Called The Tinpot School..Now With Envy Our Neighbors Drool, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
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holy name high school
gyan vidya knowledge
ilm paisa vasool
forget bad memories
when fr bozo
made us stand outside
the class on a broken stool
walk dont run
rs 5 fine in 1964
a thought uncool
back gardens where
for a pretty damsel
with the campionites
we fought our duel
what a pity
now the source
of our memories
will soon become
an elitist
swimming pool
sir batli mr joshi
who kept calling me
a faltu fool
mr shanbagh
who drove me like
a castrated mule
bond my name is bond
mr singh who gave us hool
mr pandey was kind
not that cruel
mrs menezies miss india
who would ask
what happens
when a teacher
closes her eyes
merwyn would answer
in a womans voice
teacher is dead
so uber cool
subu sir
maf karte they
hamari galtiyan
aur sari bhool
than the visit
of president
barack obama
changed the rule
first lady dancing
to a koli song
added fire to the fuel
media going
head over heels
prints and spool
neighbors envy
owners pride
our homely school
memories moments
on a roller coaster ride
ups downs
rise fall
caught in a nostalgic
whirlpool
those who called
us tinpot
sare ke saron
ka dabba gool
apna school
now reads a board
admission
houseful
no donations
no kickbacks
a poetic thought
in a globule
dedicated to mrs moses my class teacher
