Boy On The First Bench

The whole school doesn't matter,

The whole class doesn't matter,

The whole world doesn't matter,

My whole concern is he;

Sitting at the corner of the first bench,

The seat which clearly visible from my range,

The whole day, the whole period

His attitude and small grown beard

Take my attention and utmost my fear.

The whole time I busy in marking

"Is he caught me watching?"!

The summer, the rain

Coming around as trained,

Doesn't matter, doesn't matter

Only matters his name

As he doesn't suit my surname,

Ya, that's matter...