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Oddest Teacher Mr Beecher

The craziest creature Straight out of a feature Was named Mr. Beecher. Foaming came from his mouth. And his dribbling went south. Also he lisped like a gigantic louse. He became our art teacher. This creature named Beecher. Bulbous nose his best feature. On our papers he would sneeze. After a “humph” and a wheeze. He was a snotty old tease. We planned and we plotted. Our ink we all blotted. To prove he was dotted. They took him away. To a funny farm to stay. It was a Tuesday. Art therapy at five! Beecher was truly alive! Funny farm was his jive!

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Arturo Michael

Date: 8/24/2019 8:16:00 AM

He certainly made an impression...One you'll never forget...It reminded me of primary school...When you're a kid you see every little thing...

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/25/2019 6:39:00 AM

We really did. This was the year we discovered the art teacher was mean, and the music teacher (his significant other) was able to have a nervous breakdown if we were mean enough and some of us were. The music teacher slammed the piano into the wall then ran over and threw it onto the floor. I was SORRY I missed that.