There once was a man who taught me well
His facts were good, his jokes were swell
He ruled over his class with a rubber chicken
If you didn’t follow the rules, he’d give you a lickin’
He made us read many hard books
That aligned his class in his various nooks,
His class was good, his class was kind
He got the knowledge in our mind
He was my 8th grade teacher a year ago
He knew how to write, he made it flow
He was one of the best, the best of all time
He knew how to teach kids to rhyme
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Ode to Mr. Berenson by Kyle G.
7:22 AM
Mr. B-G
2 comments:
i love mr.berensons rubber chicken. you did very well writing this poem, it rhymed and flowed nicely. i like how you did a funny poem about his class because he was never serious and we were always laughing.
Kyle this is a very good poem. It flowed nicely because of the good rhyme scheme. You matched this poem to mr. berenson perfectly. It is exactly how he acted.
Richy
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