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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #1239258
A cute little poem for the Writer's Cramp.
It was my first day
as the teacher here,
the attitude of many
was quite queer.

They told me these children
would be a handful
that in the right direction
they'd need a push or a pull.

I'd always loved children
since the day I was one,
to me they were always
bundles of fun.

And that was my opinion
until I met this class
the way that they acted
I couldn't wait for days to pass.

Sometimes screaming,
sometimes not,
whatever the case
these kids had to be taught.

Who knew 5-year-olds
were such a fuss?
Who knew they were
the ones I couldn't trust?

I didn't last long,
a few weeks perhaps,
but I told my boss
I couldn't teach this class!

I don't know
who took my place,
all I know,
is that I'm off this case.

32 lines long
This was written for the Writer's Cramp contest, so please do not criticise the grammar and/or spelling and/or punctuation of this poem to harshly.

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