Mr Bee
The week gears up for a start
And to the campus I depart.
Journey kicks off in its usual pace
Co passengers seem so much in a daze.
People board trains in so much hurry
With kicks or two and no time for a sorry!
Somehow I reach in time for the lecture
Happy to land without a fracture!
The lecturer arrives well before his time
Likewise to Mr Weatherbee ,bald before his prime.
Starts his usual round of roll call
And the class begins its usual bawl.
He looks up to say we have no decency nor shame
He looks down not knowing whom to blame.
He finishes his job and gets up to teach
And we all know just what he will preach.
Try as he might from making the subject a bore
Writing his notes makes our fingers sore!
Every minute or two he'd pull up his pants
Every second or two of Jesus he chants!
What is tough is to get our concentration
As we were swayed by his style and presentation!
He speaks in a language quite high
Stresses on punctuations , making us sigh!
He is a funny , witty prof all done and said
He makes us laugh till we all turn red!
Dedicated to Prof Dsilva: Dedicated, Stellar, Inspiring,Loving,Voluble & an Astute Observer of People !
Savvy
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