My prep’s
in step
lesson joint
on point
kids in
let’s spin.
I’m fly,
know why!
But wait
a spate
no glee
I see.
Boriiiiiiiiiiing
and there goes snoring,
not great
in fact, rather unfortunate.
Time, please be done.
So, I can run.
And yet, surprise
small smiles arise
when ding-dong
goes onomatopoeia’s sing song
then melodious metaphor
gets rigorous rhyme up on the floor
alongside hyperbole
who brings in utter simile
while personification
takes hold of alliteration
who’s riffing right on the rhythm beat
& the whole room’s in there, up on their feet
& the fun, Oh Yes, the fun
really, really has now begun.
So, here’s to all’s just A-OK
I pray
I pray
I pray
I pray
‘till phew
I’m threw
it’s our last day.
Hurray!!