Alon Calinao Dy
Minds of children are like a sponge,
Creative and imaginative,
Teach them in advance,
Certainly their talents will dance.
Teach them everything you want
And when they grow up,
Their hearts will pump up
For the knowledge that they've got.
Treat them well,
In the future they'll tell,
'I am a good and successful artist
For you're a best mentor among the rest.'
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