On top of a mountain,
Surrouded by blocks,
I found a dead teacher under some rocks.
I stuck my hand in,
And pulled out her socks,
It was so smelly,
I had to use corks.
I tried it again,
I pulled out her clogs,
The clogs were red,
There was an ox.
It had a furry body,
And stinky buttocks,
It was so scary,
I hid in a box.
The next thing i knew,
There came some dogs,
Followed by a pack of fox,
That had caught the chicken pox.
When I came out,
I saw a kangaroo,
It said something,
Oh, I know "Ah-choo!"
That was gross,
It spat out goo,
The cow was actually that ox,
And it said "BOO!"
And then again,
I pulled out her shoe,
It was full,
With smelly brown POO!
This is weird,
I never knew,
That dead teacher,
Still had the flu!
Wong Z. Q.
If you don't understand, you must read the poems before this one! My Teacher Is Dead Part 3 is coming out soon!!
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