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!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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