A Sonnet For Filipino Teachers Poem by Edgar Andrade Baguio
A Sonnet For Filipino Teachers
There's no sun this summer,
Yet mercury's rising;
Sweats and dry weeds teasing,
The minds of a dumber;
Whose education blends,
From ‘ranking to wrongking; '
Gift-giving, and sucking,
Some puffed-up childish trends;
Rooted, encrypted, cut,
Deep down into the pearl;
Found in the orient butt,
Ripe by organic hurl;
With social figurines,
Sleeping like margarines.
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4/25/2024 2:23:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
you from Cebu? I am from Marikina City... I went there last March and I love the dried mangoes! anyway, this poem is great! you deserve a rate of 10 here sir!