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I Have Two Teachers

In my private room I talk to two teachers: God and dog. ,

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20 December 2006

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I Have Two Teachers

In my private room
I talk to two teachers:
God and dog.
My God-Teacher
Teaches me how to
Lead and Guide.

My dog-teacher
Teaches me how to
Follow and Serve.

My teachers
Are supremely
Satisfied with me.

My God-teacher
Has made me the
Leader and Guide
Of the cosmic gods.

My dog-teacher
Has made me the
Follower and Server
Of mankind.

-unknown -

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Comments on this poem:

rose tanner Says:

Wed Oct 03, 2007 12:53 pm

i think this poem is really fuuny ha ha

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