'My teacher wasn't half as nice as yours seems 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 you sat there 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 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.'
You see, when I was a youngster, my teachers did a lot of whipping. Excuse me, reall whipps, I mean. You will clench your tightly with your hands all week. But that did some naughty kids a lot of help!
You would not get away with twisting a pupil's ear in today's schools. No touching students.
hey have you heard of the i like trains kid? he's pretty cool but i think there's something wrong with him i don't know if he's cursed or if it's something with his brain but the only thing he ever says is '' i like trains! ''
Great Really liked much . I wish to wish here my beloved teachers who are most touched my mind
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I would like to translate this poem
You surely know how to wrote, I like each and every poem of yours
Yup, he is a famous poet