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Mr. Imbufe

just finished studying for physics. actually didn't study all. or maybe i did, during good friday. whatever. i just studied the important parts that i thought i would need tomorrow.

anyway, here's another poem, dedicated to mr. imbufe, m06106/m07206/my class's mentor and the yr 2's chemistry teacher. its not exactly racist, but its something like describing him in *ahem* a nice way. here goes...

Mr. IMbufe

Flew over the ocean
Landed on an island.

To some,
Those who encountered him are lucky.

Yet to others,
Those who are taught by him are not going to do well.

Black as a charcoal
(This is not racist!)
With a potbelly
And lots of accumulated carbohydrates and proteins
Could be the reason why
He's so jolly.

Funny accent
We imitate.

Interesting teaching methods
We modify them.
And use them as pranks.

He beats around the bush
Seldom we listen
Miss the points
Fail our tests.

Come again.

Fail tests?

No,
Not with Mr. Imbufe.

Half get perfect score
I doubt the others
Had less than 95%
Unless they were really stupid
Or careless.

1 week behind time
Yet don't seem to care.

Take his time
Relax.

Learn from him.

Don't stress ourself.
And don't stress out!

That's the African way of life.

A huge contrast to ours.