I was a passer-by,
Passing her classroom.
With her laughing loud,
The room seemed to bloom.
Then I realize,
My feelings melting like ice.
It's warmer then summer,
So sweet till it turns sour!
How did it happen,
I could not understand.
But surely it had,
I felt it in my hat.
Filled with emotion,
Burning with passion.
This is my appreciation,
To show to the nation...
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