The fear of the principle's office

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The fear of principal's office

After the four periods of serious studies
I was feeling a little better
Then a peon came
And handed me a letter.

Suspiciously I opened the notice
And adding to my horror
The letter was from school's collar.

Principal ma'am called me to her room
And I felt i was going to have a heart attack soon,
My blood pressure rose
With the fear of T.C. coming close.

I started remembering all my lies
And my mischiefs like the fights.
And wondered of admission in next school
With a black poster as a fool.

I founded myself as a prisoner
Half alive and half dead
In front of the commisoner.

But suddeny some words stoke to my ear
it was something which changed my fear into a cheer
and let me know you my dear
It was me who was choosen the student of the year.

So don't be afraid of going there
B'coz ofcourse it's not the session court
But only the principal's office
Full of news of cheer..

                                                 Apurwa Agrawal