In a classroom bright and wide,
Where young minds come to learn and thrive,
Each child takes their rightful place,
On chairs and desks they sit with grace.
A pencil sharp, a book in hand,
A world of knowledge they'll expand,
With paper blank before their eyes,
They'll fill it up with words and lines.
The teacher stands before the class,
A guiding light, a shining star,
Their voice a melody so sweet,
A symphony to help them meet,
Each challenge that they'll face ahead,
With confidence, they'll move ahead,
And as the day comes to a close,
They'll leave the class, and off they'll go.
But in their hearts, they'll know for sure,
That they've gained knowledge, strong and pure,
And when the morning comes again,
They'll be back in their chairs, eager to begin.
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