Never he showed the maps and globes to the boys. <br />His sudden entry scared them in the room. <br />Straddling his bike, he flew with a deafening noise. <br />To stop the smiles of the urchins, he'd loom. <br />He'd be going ratty if the boys said jokes. <br />To shun criticism, enough were his looks. <br />He'd stop teaching if a sore throat made croaks. <br />His wild punishment alarmed the young crooks. <br />Loud teaching he spurned as he was wont to read books.<br /><br />rajendran muthiah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-geography-teacher/
