LITTLE TRICKS


Busy professors took their stroll,

Each step resonating loud,

In the silent dissection lab,

Amidst the sleepy crowd.


Secrets slips were passed by,

Silly pranks were laughed at,

All behind the teacher's back,

By a few naughty lads.


Looking at his smiling face,

A small smile adorned her lips,

Laughing at his petty jokes,

She enjoyed the class with those tricks.


An inch closer they had moved,

A little more than 'hai' and 'bye',

Feeling at ease, they spoke,

Building a new bond thereby.

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top