The Hidden Treasure
It started in 5th grade
All I wanted to do was play
Football was my game
And writing was so very lame
Oh Mrs. Thompson, how I despised her
So spitefully I decided to write her a letter
I told her how writing was such a bore
And that I would rather throw balls and watch them soar
I explained that writing was just not for me
And that a football player was who I wanted to be
I ended by telling her that I would still try
That is if I did't die
I cleverly left the letter nearby
She slowly picked it up and started to cry
I knew the words were harsh but was it that brutal
Now my legs were turning into noodles
Oh why, Oh why was she making such a scene
I don't want everyone in the class to think I'm mean
Now she's approaching
I'm in for it now
I can tell by the way she looking
I just might have a cow
Everyone is watching
As she walks out the room
Now everyone is talking
I'm headed for my doom
Three more teachers appear
Now I'm trembling with fear
The principal walks in and everyone decideds to pause
Then he starts …. CLAP, CLAP ,CLAP with the applause
It started in 5th grade
All I wanted to do was play
Football was my game
And writing was so very lame
Oh Mrs. Thompson, how I despised her
So spitefully I decided to write her a letter
I told her how writing was such a bore
And that I would rather throw balls and watch them soar
I explained that writing was just not for me
And that a football player was who I wanted to be
I ended by telling her that I would still try
That is if I did't die
I cleverly left the letter nearby
She slowly picked it up and started to cry
I knew the words were harsh but was it that brutal
Now my legs were turning into noodles
Oh why, Oh why was she making such a scene
I don't want everyone in the class to think I'm mean
Now she's approaching
I'm in for it now
I can tell by the way she looking
I just might have a cow
Everyone is watching
As she walks out the room
Now everyone is talking
I'm headed for my doom
Three more teachers appear
Now I'm trembling with fear
The principal walks in and everyone decideds to pause
Then he starts …. CLAP, CLAP ,CLAP with the applause
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