Teaching Blues…


I once knew a teacher,

She was very good indeed,

She was kind to all the students,

And hoped they would succeed.

She always did her marking,

No sentence left unchecked,

It took her to the wee hours,

But none she did reject.

Her lovely husband waited,

With spare pens to hand,

Hoping she would take him,

To the Promised Land.

Alas she was too knackered,

To even raise a smirk,

Let alone to tempt him,

With a little perk!



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