Miss Critchley
By Grace Collins – 7Y
Please Miss Critchley
As clever as clever,
We’ll never find one
That’s any better.
Oh silly boy,
Oh what have you done?
Oh really, really,
This ain’t no fun.
Daniel get down;
And Heather, please no!
Silly children,
Why don’t you know?
Every time you do this
Miss Critchley gets mean;
Smoke puffs from her ears
And she starts to go green.
Oh no, oh no, it has begun;
All of you,
Look,
Look what you’ve done!
Smoke flies to the ceiling,
Then drops to the floor.
As black as night sky
You can’t see any more.