There's Lot More to Life

There was one little crazy maverick in the class,

who had a habit to make people laugh

His company seemed to be formally kickass

But never looked like one in the staff

His job was very usual, but not his style

As he taught nothing from the books

He always made the class to think for a while

Meanwhile, he analyzed the reluctant looks

Words were the only toys during his leisure

All the jigsaws and scrabbles ran for life

His taunts were an irritating pleasure

But his silence seemed like a lethal knife

Life isn’t that much itself, coz

Life has so much to suffice, and there’s a lot more to it

So, have fun and stop giving S***

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