Little Beast

by Joseph Boadi   Jul 8, 2011


Tears dripped from the eyes of many
But not for our Head Tutor Mrs. Velvet Sunny
She was in high spirits that day
For her it was no time to dismay
She was mean and hoax to everybody at school
The least provocation she would call you a fool
I wish these meddling kids would leave me alone
As these kids hovered around feeling nostalgic and did'nt wont to leave for home
Not all were found amist these drama
Everybody would ask where is Norty Salma
Mrs Velvet feared she wanted to do her last worst
Head Tutor's heart popped out of her chest
Homework Phobia as she was called had long left
Back at home her parents sulked and cried beceause they knew that young beast would give them no rest

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  • 13 years ago

    by RainbowSlider

    Little beasts are like that.

  • 13 years ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Very touching. I like it. :) keep up the good work!

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