My motivation

Thu, 09/19/2013 - 23:51 -- Paramos

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After a long day im finally out of schoolI went along with the crew Trying to be coolThen with one phone call I flew   Who would have known I would cryThe weather was nice and windyTo good for you to dieAt a young age, you were about to turn sixty  I still wish you were at my graduation Only the image I carried was thereYou weren't able to say congratulations But I will always make you happy Grandpa Bear  Becoming is a teacher is my next goalFor giving back to the youth will be a great accomplishment I won't be rich and have a lot of goldBut I will always enjoy my students compliments  

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