There once was a woman at the end of the lane.
She taught me English but she was insane.
I drove her crazy, we all took part.
Including that nasty old Jonathan Hart.
She told us that we were raising Cain.
She placed us all in a room to be slain.
We somehow escaped and all ran away.
She chased us with her shoe to the Chesapeake Bay.
Our eccentric teacher brought us back to school.
She told us the world is spinning faster, astronomers are fools.
We learned about poetry, short stories, and prose.
I felt really bad when I hit her in the nose.
But you gotta love her. We definitely do.
I wrote her this poem. I think it’s the poo.
So here’s to Mrs. Johnson. She’s way too nice.
Just like the rest of us girls, she’s made of sugar and spice!
Author notes
betwixt!
tehehe... i wrote this about my English teacher and recited it in front of the class!
A contest entry
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lol. oh gosh. [ that was my reaction to this write ]
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haha, yeah. she and i are really close and one afternoon we were doing the shag in front of the class and she made me dance the guy part and she spun me around and *BOP* i accidentally hit her nose. haha, she told all the guys not to dance with me! =p
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haha. oh crap
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Cute! I enjoyed your ideas
and you expressed them
so wonderfully. Great rhyme
and rhythm as well!
Thanks for entering & best of luck
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You're very brave to have recited this in class, a little uneven at times but overall very nice, with good rhyme and fun stanzas. Good job.
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haha... i love my grammar teacher. she's very often my inspiration for crazy little poems. =) thank you for reading and commenting!
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