The Stuff I Served My Teacher

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk
and burned up purple toast.
She gave me too much homework
so I hope she gets sick
when she eats some roasted apples
with spinach flavored dip.
Porridge with bananas
and it might even have moss
And also rumor has it
that it has Tabasco sauce.
So when she eats all of this junk
I hope that she’ll get better.
We’ll have no homework for six months
Because I will never let her!

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