.

Today is a fairy tale,
with no teachers in our class.
But full of noisy males,
Making noise through the dusk.

Noise of a market,
Is all what we can hear.
Match makers choose the names,
And play all the childish games.

Trouble-makers fear the teachers,
that can hear their noises from a mile.
Good students wipe their tears,
with nothing but a smile.

Pn. Maizureen, if you are in,
At least there would be some peace.
We can't stand this 2 Harmoni,
Please make the class clear for me!!!!!

THE END

Written by:
Richard PKS and Jonathan Kok