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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575101" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>That old house...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yeah it's old, haunted I bet; <br>but it ain't a fossil, not yet.<br>It brimmed life once, full of zeal; <br>young, naughty teenaged brats.<br>Then the only world I knew or cared, <br>pals, soccer and the hidden books.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ninth grade - year of virgin love, <br>when Slash ruled with strings n Rose.<br>Here I took my baby steps, <br>naughty smiles and breaking hearts; <br>hidden treasures, the thirsty kid; <br>yeah it's old, but it's my school.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Creaking wood, creepy rooms; <br>dust storms, that British fan.<br>Bunked hours, the beach boys; <br>the stolen rides to Princess Street.<br>Casanovas - primed hearts, the iron bikes; <br>and cane candy from Henry dear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those windows, well, they lit my life; <br>yeah it's old, but it's my school.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(On my school, St John de Britto Anglo Indian Boys', and the most charming of its classrooms - the ninth 'C' division, with direct access to the beach, life and more...)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Leslie+Xavier">Leslie Xavier</a><div class=q>
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but it ain't a fossil, not yet.
It brimmed life once, full of zeal; 
young, naughty teenaged brats.
Then the only world I knew or cared, 
pals, soccer and the hidden books.

Ninth grade - year of virgin love, 
when S..."></div>
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