A Poem For My Teacher
If I cooked a hot lunch for my teacher I would start with a raddled snake stew,
Then I'd serve her a centipede salad,
And a tall glass of milk mixed with glue,
Next a seaweed and jellyfish sandwich,
For dessert achoo-berry pie,
When my teacher finds out whats she's eaten,
I hope that old bat doesn't die !
By:Jane Drake
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