My Weird Teacher

We have a weird teacher in our school
everybody knows he is a fool

He doesn't know to teach
neither he knows to preach

His handwriting we can’t follow
But for his beard his face would be hollow

He does everything wrong
and can never sing a song

He loves to eat fish
but never bothers to wash his dish

He rarely takes a bath
and really hates to teach math

Norway and UK are his favourite places
and in school he pulls faces

His car has a bizarre style
It spews smoke and leaks oil

He deserves a scolding from the headmaster
So that he mends his ways and learns faster

I hope he changes someday
I can only  predict and not say !


Benedict (8 years)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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