In the class room,
Right side of the computer,
She was sitting alone,
Reading the Bible.
The girl with the dark eyes,
Like, a full moon in the night.
She kept my heart so high,
All the codes started flying.
She was so much near,
Terminal became a mirror,
And started giving error.
The girl with the dark eyes,
Like, a full moon in the night.

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar