Teacher ! He is my teacher
Who is countless students' maker
Who does care like a care-taker
He, who is a legendary creature.

Students do talk about his thrashes
Which're like continuous flashes
None can ever forget
In any of the crashes.

But, he, a pious gentleman
Hidden behind an angry man
His smiles visible in a faint
For, his droopy moustache with long beards.

Past're those of Economics
Where he did tune the three lines-
"Money, Money, Money
Brighter than Sunshine
Sweeter than Honey."