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' Sunday, April 20, 2008 '3:23 PMY

Thursday was my worst day
MS SLEEPY left us on that day
She did not come 4 a couple of day
Then on Thursday she came and told us that it is her last day
I and Wiah cause we r emotional started 2 cry in the class
Then i asked MS AMIRAH what time will she go back
She said soon so i ran 2 GEK POH 2 buy a small gift
I bought a card and chocolates
Then my classmates said that they r meeting MS AMIRAH at JP
So i followed them
We went 2 PIZZA HUT then 2 the library
We were with her till around 5 30
We took photos with her
Then her boyfriend came
Then we made a move
The stupid school do not know who 2 fire
MS AMIRAH was teaching us soooo well
We stay back with her and disturb her but now no more of that
And we even go back with her 2 her house
Now because of SOME IDIOTS in our school she had 2 leave
We will never forget the good times
When we sent MISS AMIRAH it ended in happiness but when we sent MISS FATIN it ended in sadness
Next is MR DEEPAN AND MR KWEK
DIE LA
A POEM FOR MISS SLEEPY
GOODBYES R NOT 4EVER
GOODBYES R NOT THE END
THEY SIMPLY MEAN
WE WILL MEET AGAIN
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
MISS AMIRAH'S FAVORITE COLOUR.

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