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I Am Giving Gifts of Time

Frankly, my dear, I am giving the gift of time To children whose parents do not know how to rhyme I am running from parent teacher conference, to and fro. Letting the misbehaving children’s lackadaisical parents know Their children need to stay home another year or more. They need their butts whacked, they act like they’re four. The parents need to be their parents, in charge, the boss. I am giving the gifts of time, though some think it’s a loss. It is a win for the other children who are in their class. The ones who are ready, but frankly won’t pass Unless we get the little monsters out of the room So the teacher can finally teach. Learning can zoom. I am running from classroom to classroom, hall to hall. Giving the gift of time to every child, one and all.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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