When early I wake,
The trudge at stake,
The shoes at flake,
For school, I take.
When my time I take,
To get to the gate,
The prefect on date,
Records my fate.
When we start the day,
The teacher on stay,
Keeps laziness at bay,
By shunning play.
At the end of the spell,
Of education's well,
We feel swell,
In the power of school.
Wavy Words Search Engine
Custom Search
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment