111 Goose pimples, often, are lesson providers-a poem

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Daily I get up at 7 o'clock
 Reaches our school bus on the spot.

I start crying, "Where are my socks
Where are my shoes ?"
Neither find my pencil box
Nor Math and Science books.

A thought of punishment
Goose up my goose.
"Arrange everything beforehand"
Father's voice adds more fuel.

Anyhow this is the early lesson
That panic gives me
Only Punctuality and Carefulness
Can lend peace to me.
=====================================================by: Nirupma Garg

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