A Poem

I read this poem in a newspaper and found it quite funny...Read on......

When I Die

When I die bury me deep
Place my maths book in my hand
Tell the teacher nothing I could understand
Place my english book on my chest
Tell the teacher I'm at rest
Place my hindi book on my thigh
Tell the teacher the language was too high
Place my science book on my ears
Tell the teacher, it baught us to tears
And ,when all the teachers begin to cry
Tell they were the once who made me die