BACK TO SCHOOL

BACK TO SCHOOL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In August, young Sam felt quite cool, with a backpack, he headed to school. He packed up some peanuts, and a few silly musical cuts, in his lunchbox then thought, “Aren’t I a jewel?!” His classmates all chuckled and cheered, as he whispered, “I’m ready, don’t fear!” With a pencil in paw, he scribbled with awe, “Math’s nuts! Let’s eat lunch, I declare!” The teacher, the scholarly Miss Owl, hooted, “Pay attention, Sam, or to office you’ll be booted.” But he daydreamed of the oak trees, and the buzzing of sweet honeybees, while plotting his next acorn loot.