Like Professor

It chanting armed struggle
And I was typing, reading all day
People eat porridge every day
As for me, all day only porridge to eat



This year, another month passed
Do it themselves masters bother to keep his
And I keep Arab spy
But then remained alone lonely

My, my dear ones my life
Sit all day as monks on temple
Say it told me a joke
But the truth is like professor where?
                                                                          Author: Pham Thi Hoi