Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time, you'd say,
 I was shy each and any day,
Quiet, studious, the mouse,
Writing in end room of the house,
Then I became a teacher
Of tykes, their lay preacher,
Teachers soon lose reticence,
Lead from front, don't sit on the fence!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Michael Avatar
June 27, 2020 at 4:58 AM
Nothing lasts forever...although the little mouse is still here... Well done
Blown Avatar
June 26, 2020 at 2:18 AM
sounds like a...catholic school maybe? …...stan sand
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