In Honour Of Mr. C - Poem by Shannon Atherton
My favourite teacher, Mr. C -
He was as funny as one can be.
Maths lessons were really fun;
in every challenge, I always won.
Mr. C was mad on Science;
He liked to drone on and on.
But we never really cared because
by the time he finished, we'd gone!
English lessons weren't so good -
We didn't do what I wished we would.
Just lots of drafting, it's really quite bad.
We did so much, it drove me mad!
My favourite part of the lively days
were the PE lessons we had.
We played so many sports - when the lesson ended,
the whole class became really sad.
So there's my teacher on the whole.
In my school he played a big role.
I liked him and he liked me;
I'm sure you'd have liked Mr. C.
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