If I could time trek, straight to school I’d go
because the thoughts that to me are cherished
belong to school and wish not to be perished;
Weren’t they the days when each hoed one’s own row?
We’d fail to get our ducks though in a row;
By mothers were we always well nourished,
And didn’t our fathers make sure we flourished?
Oh! Lovely were times in the second row!

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Wish I could live the great moments again,
Unlearn whatever’s learnt (to start afresh);
And thus rid myself of this worldly pain!
Do you recall our dancing in the rain?
And cramming just a day fore tests at creche?
Oh, boy! We laughed without beer, wine, champagne!

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