Final Exams

When  it was  my final exams

I felt like hitting at the teacher

With my stare , the Grand Slam

The exam was a horrible creature


Give me a chance I thought

Or maybe just cancel it all

My teacher, she got caught

Making  all my grades fall


My teacher she is inhuman

A horrid little creature

I wish my teacher could be human

Or maybe just have a student teacher


My teacher  her name is Miss Belle

Our project was about a tree sprout

Did I really need to do the exams , the final ones as well

I could  just miss them out


I think she is a criminal

Who shouldn’t of been let loose

A crime that unthinkable

Miss belle craves Cranberry juice



By Tilly Wreford- Sinnott