Rhyme Time
Tale of the lock

Hair today, gone tomorrow,

To me it’s a cause of great sorrow.

Like you once I had silken hair,

but now its gone, it isn’t there.

When they brought out the scissors and the blade,

Farewell to my tresses I bade.

Snip-snap, snip-snap!

Scratch-scratch,

My hair fell one by one, batch by batch.

Hair today, gone tomorrow,

To me it’s a cause of great sorrow.

Now its gone in a stinking bag,

probably taken by some ugly hag.

Maybe its been made into a wig,

Worn by someone named Mrs. Sarah-Figg.

Hair today, gone tomorrow,

To me it’s a cause of great sorrow.

Taksh Condanya, VII, Delhi Public School, Chandigarh

Teacher, my saviour

Teacher, O’ teacher

You are very fine,

Just help me with my number line

Algebra and geometry

Are so very tough,

Cannot be solved without

Making a column rough.

Science too is the same,

History, geography

Drive me insane.

In history the answers are so big.

In mathematics too

The books are so thick.

Teacher, O’ teacher!

Help me with my studies,

Take off my fear

Of books and exam worries.

Divyangana Arora, IX-B, St Luke’s Sen. Sec. School, Solan

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