Reading his Story to the Class
He’s big and fat and ugly like his dad,
Presumably, and much the same at heart,
I’d wager, though, thank God, I’ve never had
The pleasure. Quite as pleasant as a fart
Released across the students, this boy stinks
The period up with antics far too young
For girls to like until the teacher shrinks
Him with the force of practice and of tongue
Atomic in the lesson. Once at work,
The lad turns out to be a model guy.
He doesn’t try to daydream or to shirk.
At writing he turns out to be a sly
Composer of a tale the teacher lets
Him share as payment of his classroom debts.