The Substitute (A Poem)

@zebra2222 (5269)
United States
July 18, 2018 10:32pm CST
She walked into the room, Cold and gray. Her lips were pierced As she began to say, "Children, listen to me. No talking, no squawking, No fiddle dee dee." "No fooling around. Work long and hard. Otherwise, you'll be placed In the Detention Yard." This substitute was awful. This substitute was mean. This substitute was the nightmare Of every innocent teen. "My name is Mrs. Grim. I expect you to behave. If you don't follow my rules, Your situation may become grave." The students listened. The students did not complain. They didn't want Mrs. Grim To start a tyrant's reign. And so the day went well. Not a peep of disagreement was sound. The students were relieved When the following day, Mrs. Grim left town.
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4 responses
@Jessabuma (31706)
• Baguio, Philippines
19 Jul 18
I love this poem. Thanks for sharing
@sw8sincere (5206)
• Philippines
19 Jul 18
i mostly love all of your poems my friend.
• India
19 Jul 18
Lovely poem dear..
@simplfred (20614)
• Philippines
19 Jul 18
Whoa... You are doing some amazing stuff. Love the rhyme and the story. The rhyme keeps someone reading and reading... You are an amazing Poet. Keep it up...