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[polkadottedme]

a poem written by me dedicated to Mrs Carty, my english teacher

Once there was a girl
Who wanted to dance, to whirl
But evil forced her to reside
In a classroom full of pestisides

Here she could not laugh at all
Bored and angry, stared at the wall
Laden with misery
She had to work
She couldn’t stop
Her teacher-berserk

Freed at last
By the bell
No more English
No more hell

i personally think its fabulous. i wonder what she'd say if i handed it in?