My teacher wasn't half as nice as yours to be.
His name was Mister Unsworth and he taught us history,
And when you didn't know a date he'd get you by the ear
And start to twist while there you sat quite paralysed with fear.
He'd twist and twist and twist your ear and twist it more and more,
until at last the ear came all off and landed on the floor.
Our class was full of one-eared boys, I'm certain there were eight,
Who'd had them twisted off because they didn't know a date.
So let us now praise teachers who today are all so fine
And yours in particular is totally divine.
#i love this verse to death that i'd read again and again when i feel dull.
love the rhymes.
i like most of his works. so brilliant and educating. i'd probably read some to my future kids. am also a fan of "best behaviour verses/song" especially Concerning Mike Teavee. next time i'll type it down.
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