My Teacher : A Blessing

She always comes on time,

Never late for a while,

And when she starts speaking, 

Sounds like quacking,

Her words of wisdom, 

Seems full of boredom,

And when we start talking

She starts rebuking,

Always preach, 

When we cheat,

But it's clear,

No one can be our well-wisher 

Better than her,

Because she always comes on time

Never late for a while.