How would we forget, that twitching lower lip,

Tense sweaty shoulders, and boulderous bolstering hips,

Laser–cut hair, thunderous shouts,

Even the lack in ability to spell the word "Out". (He spelt it as O-T-U)

From the very first ‘Are you ready?’ to a year slightly more steady,

You were always the Mathematical beam of light, though a little heavy,

Of course we will miss you, but you must continue, to inspire those around you,

So, like the 7 Wonders of the World, or when Noah built the Ark,

Let us all never forget, Mr Lawrence Mak

This is what he had to say in reply.

(A BIG THANK YOU from a BIG TEACHER, LM: AMO you have a BIG HEART!!! I have seen your witty selection of words so craftily skewed almost spontaneously! I admire your gift of linguistic adeptness and appropriateness!!!! Adroit and acute! Poem so precise and pleasurable! I am impressed! I am moved! I am most thankful! In fact, did you catch my look of astonishment to receive something from you? Definitley, I will safe-keep your sketches of me framed. Undeniably, we all have talents and weaknesses. Work on weaknesses, grow on our strengths.

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