An End-of-School-Year Poem
Instead of drinking water,
They gave me thinking water,
Now I’m really smart.
And instead of ice cream,
They gave me nice cream,
Now I’ve got a big heart.
Instead of hot sauce,
They gave me snot sauce,
Now my tongue is gooey when I talk.
And instead of candy bars
They gave me sandy bars,
Now my mouth is full of rocks.
And instead of tribal stories,
They read me bible stories,
Now I want to be a preacher
And instead of kool-aid
They gave me school-aid.
But I still don’t like my teacher.
They gave me thinking water,
Now I’m really smart.
And instead of ice cream,
They gave me nice cream,
Now I’ve got a big heart.
Instead of hot sauce,
They gave me snot sauce,
Now my tongue is gooey when I talk.
And instead of candy bars
They gave me sandy bars,
Now my mouth is full of rocks.
And instead of tribal stories,
They read me bible stories,
Now I want to be a preacher
And instead of kool-aid
They gave me school-aid.
But I still don’t like my teacher.