( Kaavya’s dedication for her English teachers)
The nouns that were real clowns,
But could not give us a frown.
The adjectives which were hectic,
But were made effective.
Verbs which took our nerves but somehow could not perturb,
The conjunctions with myriad functions were skillfully put at different junctions.
Articles, prepositions and tense could only make sense,
The answer to all these queries.
Be it practical or theories,
Is the immense knowledge and its glory.
(This poem is dedicated to my English teachers who have taught me till the present date)