My Teacher

A great poem, which is exactly like my teacher

Our Teacher sings the Beatles

Our teacher sings the Beatles
She must know every song
We ask her please to stop
But she just sings, "It won't be long,"

And then she croons like Elvis
She clearly thinks its cool
And if we beg her not to
She just belts out, "Don't be cruel."

She then does Michael Jackson
It drives us nearly mad
We have to cover up our ears
Because she's really, bad

She winds up with the wiggles
Or else a Barney song,
And, Even worse, she tells us all
That we should sing along.

It's all My fault she does this
I feel like such a fool
I wish I'd never brought
Karaoke box to school.

Kenn Nesbitt

Actually, this is nothing like my teacher at all :)