Block 2
Walk in take my seat all I hear is big childrens feet
The sent of her coffee fills the air all over the classroom
We sit and stare at her the lady with the red hair as she fills our minds with
Knowledge like she fills her mug ,Lady with the red hair how talented you are giving
us what we need you make that block so magical as if we are sitting in the stories you read
Ah lady with the red hair you may blow a fuse but always give us what we need
well who is this lady
its my 2nd block teacher mrs.Black
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