Myrtle the turtle was a very smart lass
She excelled at writing and at maths
Myrtle always top of the class
She sat next to Jake the snake
He copied her answers
Never made a mistake
In the next row sat jock the crock
He played in a band he love to rock
He played guitar he loved to strum
He can’t sing only hum
In the next seat sat roddie rabbit
He had a disgusting habit
He stuck out his tongue
And wiggled his ears
A disgusting habit that is clear
Next to him was bertha the bear
She was never happy and never cared
Such a sad girl with straggly hair
So sad she didn’t care
one round eye
The other Is square
so sad Bertha the bear
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