Get Lost

School days bring refreshing memory,

Of which ,I am going to tell a story,

Those days were full of fun and frolic,

We were always up t o rollick,

Mischiefs and pranks  were our way,

Leading to a chaotic sway,

We were a group of  bugbear,

Inflicting a harmless tear, 

Our teachers were unaware,

As we remained a feigned scare,

As every story  has to end,

We were caught red hand,

Lest  our teachers fury   caused,

A curse “Get lost”.