Some classes are interesting even before we enter them
My oh my! I am facing such classes this sem
He makes you “out”standing if u are late
Holding your ears for 120 seconds u laugh at your own fate
Its our Prof D .S .Roy
Pity upon him, the poor old boy.
He is a crack we have decided unanimously
He talks to himself that he does generally
No one understands what he says, I don’t even try.
When he asks questions, I pretend to be shy
It’s our Prof D .S .Roy
Pity upon him the poor old boy
The only thing I do is to see through the hour
Theory of structures is not my bread, the grapes are sour
What he explains is utter nonsense
When I say that it’s just an understatement
It’s our Prof D .S .Roy
Pity upon him the poor old boy
He tries to make us laugh, successful in every single attempt
That’s because we hold his sense of humor in contempt
He is passionate about assignments god knows why
The abominal guy likes us to cry
It’s our Prof D .S .Roy
Pity upon him the poor old boy.
I am racking my brains how to manage a B
My only concern is not to slide upon a P
I am coaxing my dad why he got me in here
It’s tough to bear without shedding a tear
I wish the time could fly
I can’t wait to say the man goodbye
It’s our Prof D .S .Roy
Pity upon him
He likes to destroy.
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