Trying To Impress the Parents
Your son’s letters are deplorable and snorable, his nutty teacher said.
His writing is indefatigable, unliterable, commitable, kind of dead.
Your vocabulary is unclearable, bunmittable, said his parent Ted.
The teacher was smitten, thinking he was wise in his imaginary head.
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