My Class
my class are sometimes noisy
dont mean to be rude
dont mean to shout out
or have the odd chew
we dont mean to swing on our chairs
we wouldnt dare try answer back
my class is full of intelligent pupils ready to work
we dont mean to cause a fuss
or sharpen our pencils at the last minute
we really dont mean to drive our teacher round the bend
my class are acually quite funny
but darnt laugh we our teacher is talking at the front of our class
we like to joke around but we no wen to stop
somehow at the end of most days my teacher will go away with a sore head my question is... who gave her it?
poem by Lauren Seath
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My class
My class is a funny class
When the teacher is not in
Our class is a circus
That will conquer the school
We have acrobats
We have clowns
and we even have elephants
My class is a noisy class
When the teacher is not in
Our class is a market
That will conquer the school
We have hawkers
We have fruiterers
and we even have butchers
No matter what
A circus or a market
We enjoy our class
When the teacher is not in
poem by Sarah Ally
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Why This Teacher Pheri Teacher Pheri Ji!
yo class
im sing song
soup song
flop song
Why This Teacher Pheri Teacher pheri ji!
she enters class class
class quiet
starts scolding scolding
girl full of tear
scold girl girl
girl heart fail fail
eyes eyes
cry cry
my future dark
uwaiiih uwiiahhh (Crying)
Announces Test- Says No Cheating Pls
Test starts
girls confused
brain full of tension
fail fail
pls dont call my amma~! ~
clown come
life reverse gear
Happy happy oh happy
you showed me fun
god im so happy now
she is sad how? ? ?
diz song for soup girls
we dont have choice! !
Why This Teacher Pheri Teacher pheri ji!
poem by Raabia Tabassum
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Hot For Teacher
Spoken:
Oh wow, man !
Wait a second man. whaddaya think the teachers gonna look like this year ?
My butt, man !
T-t-teacher stop that screaming, teacher dont you see ?
Dont wanna be no uptown fool.
Maybe I should go to hell, but Im doin well,
Teacher needs to see me after school.
Chorus:
I think of all the education that I missed.
But then my homework was never quite like this.
Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad,
Im hot for teacher.
I got it bad, so bad,
Im hot for teacher.
Spoken:
Hey, I heard you missed us, were back !
I brought my pencil
Gimme something to write on, man
I heard about your lessons, but lessons are so cold.
I know about this school.
Little girl from cherry lane, how did you get so bold ?
How did you know that golden rule ?
Chorus
(guitar solo)
Oh man, I think the clock is slow
I dont feel tardy
Class dismissed
song performed by by Van Halen
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Hi I'm A Girl
Hi i'm a girl who wants to be presedent then i'll make people paint there faces pink because the red cheif wants me to and i really need your vote! ! ! ! Ok dalpal, said the teacher looking at me 'your not president yet....' 'ok i said' i mumbred 'i wish she was dead because i'm a poet and she dinny know it i can break a ryme almost everytime and........''QUITE DALPAL! ' Roared the teacher. Sorry but i have a dream....i am floating down the stream and i am ryming my heart out BUT YOU HAVE TO RUNE IT AND SHOUT! i shouted! 'ok dalpal then you can be our new teacher miss.Honey' said the teacher raising her eyebrows. 'i was not ashamed i was quite exited to share mt poems with the class' so i mad my was up the top of my class and said ' if this is this and that is that then you and you = me and me you see. The class stared and thought then i could hear the aaaaawww! They still never knew what i was talking about so i contiued.' the Teacher were cross and me ed fell off thats called london English oh if only there was a thig calle dsinglish and....'OK WELL DONE YOU'V MANAGED TO CONFUZE MY CLASS'said the teacher SO THERE I'V OUT SMATRNED HER and i'ma peot and know she knows it! '
poem by Dalpal Honey
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Dont You Say No
Dont you say no tonight (ooh)
Dont you say no tonight (dont you say no baby)
Dont you say no tonight (dont say it)
Dont you say no tonight (no)
After cheesecake with all of your friends and family
Whos gonna front the bill? me
Valet your gator at the club plus buy you drinks
Who gon show you love? me
Spend lots of money winin and dinin in expensive suites
Compliments of who? me
Open doors, take you to the movies, treat you like a beauty queen
Now its time to please me
Dont you say no tonight (dont)
Dont you say no tonight (dont you say no babe)
Dont you say no tonight (mmm)
Dont you say no tonight (cause Im ready to go)
Always dropping you off at the beauty shop
Whos gonna pick you up? me
I bes there, nigga you can call on around the clock
Who gon be that thug? me
Took you shopping down in cancun first class
Who gon keep you frost? me
Buying flowers, acting like we lovebirds
All I wanna hear right now is you saying the yes word
Dont you say no tonight (no)
Dont you say no tonight (dont you say no)
Dont you say no tonight (not tonight)
Dont you say no tonight (not when Im ready to go)
Hook:
Baby say the words I want hear
This can be kept between me and you
Baby give me something I can feel
Ive waited long enough
Dont you say no tonight (dont say)
Dont you say no tonight (dont you say no baby)
Dont you say no tonight (not right now)
Dont you say no tonight (not tonight)
I been doing these things for you, now what you gon do for me?
I aint trying to spend no cash if you aint spending that ass, no
I been doing these thing for you, now what you gon do for me?
I aint going down on you if you aint going down on me, no
I been doing these things for you, now what you gon do for me?
Say you wanna take first-class trips, well I wanna work those first-class hips, yes I do
I been doing these things for you, (yeah) now what you gon do for me?
You wanna ride all in my truck, but you dont wanna let me **** you
Dont you say no tonight (dont you say no)
Dont you say no tonight (dont you say no)
Dont you say no tonight (not tonight)
Dont you say no tonight (not when Im ready to go)
Dont you say no tonight (dont you say)
Dont you say no tonight (dont you say no tonight)
Dont you say no tonight (were spending all of this time)
Dont you say no tonight (watching these movies)
Dont you say no tonight (if were not gonna bump and grind)
Dont you say no tonight (Im gon get some sleep)
Fade
song performed by by R. Kelly
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An angel was passing through the Sky
Hey! Anyone can answer me what's life.
All the hands in the class raised.
Teacher was glad to see those.
'So, you all know', teacher said.
Can anyone tell me what is dream.
All the hands in the class raised.
Teacher was glad to see those.
'So, you all know', teacher said.
Can anyone tell me what is fear.
All the hands in the class raised.
Teacher was glad to see those.
'So, you all know', teacher said.
Can anyone tell me what is mind.
All the hands in the class go down.
Time was passing, without a single sound.
Classroom was fulfilled by husky wind.
'Last bench corner '
'Last bench corner ', hey! you tell me.
The boy was looking far far away behind the window grills.
Stood up.
Placed his hand on his chest and closed his eyes.
An angel was passing through the Sky.
poem by Sougata Majumder
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And The Teacher Goes Out!
He sits alone; they think he is dull,
In the last desk of the class; he paints
a world of his own-a teacher enters!
His eyes brighten once again, a sheer
hope of determination brings back the
glee as the pupils change their color
from the former noisy bees to submissive
sloths. Once again he hopes the teacher
will look at him, will advise or appreciate
like he glorifies the star pupils.
The teacher stands, there is a bewildering
silence, he turns the pages as he moves
forward, waves of joy arise in the heart
of the urchin for he has waited all these
days to be loved, to be cared and granted
like the other pupils. A question is posed
and the clever ones shout in a hundred
thunders, amidst which his answer is lost
just like the ripples which arise and vanish
quickly. The bell rings and without a single
glimpse into the eyes of the urchin, the
teacher goes out! !
poem by Saket Suman
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to my teacher Ms. emily
To my teacher to Ms. Emily
I always look forward to your class when I came to school. I enjoy each lesson you teach.
As my role model you inspire me to dream, to work very hard in class and to reach. Your an awesome teacher, your smart and intelligent.
With your kindness you always get my attention. But To be honest, sometime I bother you.
You make me understand each lesson you teach. I'm thankful for all that you've done to me.
I admire you each day and I just want to say As a teacher you are the best forever.
poem by Djabir Yaya
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A different type of homework
Being a science student I attended cookery class for only one term
(3 months) in Class 8th...This poem is a small contribution for the
Cookery Class when we had to make Cookies at home and take
them to school for checking/inspection :) I have tried to make it a
funny poem :)
I was given homework to do,
a good presentation I made.
Next day I showed it too,
and all my friends admired.
My teacher came to inspect it,
and she sniffed it like a puppy.
Then she took a small bite,
chewed it and looked happy.
She took another bigger piece,
munching away and smiling.
I watched not feeling nice,
seeing my homework disappearing.
Soon she had finished it all,
I stood with my mouth agape.
My homework seems vitamins full,
that a teacher ate it with a burp?
Normal marking of assignment is to make you pass,
What of tasting and then eating your homework?
Your marking is done like this in class!
in cookery class the teacher eats your work. :)
renukakkar 28.10.2011
Copyright@2011
poem by Renu Kakkar
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Teacher Man
The Teacher Man teaches kids from all over the world
The Teacher Man teaches no matter boy or girl
The Teacher Man teaches Christans, Musilms, and Jews
The Teacher Man teaches those who say 'God I don't believe in you'
The Teacher Man teaches over demands for more recess
The Teacher Man teaches to only demand the best
The Teacher Man teaches Science, Reading, and Math
The Teacher Man teaches how to live out of class
The Teacher Man teaches all how to share
The Teacher Man teaches that we all should care
The Teacher Man teaches how to keep an open mind
The Teacher Man teaches with a kick in the behind
The Teacher Man teaches there are lessons in life
The Teacher Man teaches how to overcome strife
The Teacher Man teaches there's nothing wrong with a hug
The Teacher Man teaches the world changes with Love
The Teacher Man teaches the rich and the poor
The Teacher Man teaches those who are ready for more
The Teacher Man teaches how to look someone in the eye
The Teacher Man teaches how to accept someone in their cry
The Teacher Man teaches in more than one tounge
The Teacher Man teaches how to make working hard fun
The Teacher Man teaches all the colors of the land
But, most important of all, he teaches we should take a stand
Take a Stand, Take a Stand, for what you believe
Take a Stand, Take a Stand, and you will be free
Take a Stand, Take a Stand, for the least of the least
Take such Stand man, and you will find peace
He's the Teacher Man
poem by Ary Bolanos
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For My History Teacher
I’m sitting in class,
My eyes about to close,
I hope teacher don’t see,
I hope she don’t see me.
Bored out of my mind,
Falling so behind,
Cannot concentrate,
I came to class too late.
Although I was on time,
My body was I mean,
My mind is still outside,
From class trying to hide.
What does all this mean?
I haven’t used it yet,
How can I retain it,
When already I forget?
And then she walks over,
That teacher of mine,
A smile in her eyes,
A gentle one at that,
She puts her hand on me,
And sets me kind of free.
Now here I am in class,
Learning about the past,
About history,
And what it did for me.
How we can learn,
From mistakes of old,
Of people so different,
Some so very bold.
Some stood against oppression,
Some stood against the wrong,
Some said it with dignity,
Some said it with a song.
I owe it to them,
And teacher here to hear,
What they did for us,
And no longer fear.
That knowledge is so dull,
No longer hurts my brain,
No longer hurts my skull,
It will surely keep me sane.
The past is the future,
Unless I stay awake,
So I can benefit,
There’s much more at stake.
Than I thought before,
Before I got to class,
Thank you History teacher,
For bringing to life the past.
I never got bored in History class, because I had a wonderful History Teacher. This is for her.
poem by Aisha Sherazi
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We're Going To Be Friends
Fall is here, hear the yell
back to school, ring the bell
brand new shoes, walking blues
climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that were going to be friends
Walk with me, Suzy Lee
through the park and by the tree
we will rest upon the ground
and look at all the bugs we found
then safely walk to school
without a sound
Well here we are, no one else
we walked to school all by ourselves
theres dirt on our uniforms
from chasing all the ants and worms
we clean up and now its time to learn
Numbers, letters, learn to spell
nouns, and books, and show and tell
at playtime we will throw the ball
back to class, through the hall
teacher marks our height
against the wall
And we dont notice any time pass
we dont notice anything
we sit side by side in every class
teacher thinks that I sound funny
but she likes the way you sing
Tonight Ill dream while in my bed
when silly thoughts go through my head
about the bugs and alphabet
and when I wake tomorrow Ill bet
that you and I will walk together again
cause I can tell that were going to be friends
song performed by by White Stripes
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I Wouldnt Want To Be Like You
Lead vocal: lenny zakatek
If I had a mind to
I wouldnt want to think like you
And if I had time to
I wouldnt want to talk to you
I dont care
What you do
I wouldnt want to be like you
If I was high class
I wouldnt need a buck to pass
And if I was a fall guy
I wouldnt need no alibi
I dont care
What you do
I wouldnt want to be like you
Back on the bottom line
Diggin for a lousy dime
If I hit a mother lode
Id cover anything that showed
I dont care
What you do
I wouldnt want to be like you
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Teacher Says, Teacher Goes
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,
what you have done,
was clearly a mistake,
maybe it is,
time for a break.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,
that you have been naughty.
That you have been quite foughty.
That you are being rude,
don't call teacher a dude.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smilies,
teacher know,
that you were making faces,
behind teachers back,
that you were throwing spitballs,
at the teacher's pet.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows.
So enough is said,
so now you know,
that whatever you do.....
Teacher says,
Teacher goes,
Teacher smilies,
Teacher knows
poem by Jasmine Aira
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In The Art Class
I look around this joyful room,
Amongst the peaceful teens
This is perhaps the only class
Where students are not machines
In the art class they’ll smile
In the art class they’ll yell
In the art class they‘ll be kind
And not raise a hell
Many teachers wonder why this is so
Many teachers wonder where the secret lies
The secret to peaceful teens, which enjoy their work
The secret to the students without depressed cries
The students wonder how they could not get it
How they could not understand
How the teachers don’t realise
That in the art room there are no demands
In the maths class there are complications
In the English room there is language
But in the art room there is only creativity
It is that which students which to salvage
The art teacher is simple and kind
The art teacher doesn’t lecture or scream
The art teacher doesn’t force them to be equal
And make a most horrendous scene
No, in the art class they are not equal
But the differences they admire
They have a writer, a painter and a sculptor
And they have freedom to aspire
Freedom is what the students wish
The students wish to be treated like people
In the art class they are treated as such
In other classes they are believed incapable
The students will always be at peace in the art room
There will be no fights, no pain, and no scorn
The other teachers will wonder what the secret is
But their attempts to find out will always be forlorn
poem by Lenore Lee
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Go Away
Well I think of you when I fantasize
The best I ever had
And I think of you when Im drivin
Myself completely mad
(why dont we go)
Why dont we go away?
(why dont we go)
Why dont we go away?
Walkin on the footbridge
High above the clouds
Listenin to your yesterday
Didnt make a sound
Dazzled by your sweet lips
Touchin on me
Here comes trouble
Cant you see?
(why dont we go)
(why dont we go)
Why dont we go away?
(why dont we go)
(why dont we go)
Why dont we go away?
Well I think of you when I dramatize
The things we never did
And I think of you when Im flyin
Or when Im feelin just like a kid
(why dont we go)
(why dont we go)
Why dont we go away?
(why dont we go)
(why dont we go)
Why dont we go away?
(why dont we go)
(why dont we go)
Why dont we go away?
(why dont we go)
(why dont we go)
Why dont we go away?
(why dont we go away? )
(why dont we go away? )
song performed by by Cars
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School
I can see you in the morning when you go to school
Dont forget your books, you know youve got to learn the golden rule,
Teacher tells you stop your play and get on with your work
And be like johnnie - too-good, well dont you know he never shirks
- hes coming along!
After school is over youre playing in the park
Dont be out too late, dont let it get too dark
They tell you not to hang around and learn what lifes about
And grow up just like them - wont you let it work it out
- and youre full of doubt
Dont do this and dont do that
What are they trying to do?
- make a good boy of you
Do they know where its at?
Dont criticise, theyre old and wise
Do as they tell you to
Dont want the devil to
Come out and put your eyes
Maybe Im mistaken expecting you to fight
Or maybe Im just crazy, I dont know wrong from right
But while I am still living, Ive just got this to say
Its always up to you if you want to be that
Want to see that
Want to see that way
- youre coming along!
song performed by by Supertramp
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Dont Wanna
Dont want to talk, dont want to walk
Dont want to do anything
Dont want to kick, dont want to scream
Dont want to sleep, dont want to dream
Just want to sit, just want to stare
Do what you want I dont care
Wait for the phone, wait for the ring
Dont want to do anything
Chorus
Dont want to work, dont want to play
Just sit around everyday
Dont want to dance, dont want to sing
Dont want to do anything
Dont want to laugh, dont want to cry
Just want to sit and wonder why
Its just too much without your touch
Dont want to do anything
Chorus
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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A teacher who is just right
Have you had a teacher
That makes your heart glow
A teacher is wonderful
A teacher whom you feel honored to have
A teacher who you can laugh or cry with
A teacher whom you can love no matter what they do
A teacher who looks up to you when you don't know
A teacher who just seems to understand you
A teacher who you think about day and night
A teacher whom you pray for as you go to bed
A teacher who is there when need them to
Thoughts of them are always in your head
A teacher who shares with you there ups and downs
A teacher who is there for you in school
A teacher who you share all your smiles with replacing al your frowns
poem by Rosa Tenezaca
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Angelic Me
My teacher told me to behave
But behaving’s what I never craved
She thought I acted too outlandish
Just being me was too out-Stan-dish
The girl’s pigtail in the inkwell soaked
How it got there was my little joke
I whistled when teacher turned her back
Music’s what our classroom lacked
To the principals’ office I was sent
It clearly became a daily event
She told him I was rude and frightful
Yet my friends in class thought me delightful
My mother when she came to school
He told her I was the classroom fool
She didn’t believe that awful man
Could say that of her angel Stan
Whistlers’ mother, she knew best
She knew her son was not a pest
So much to my teachers’ dismay
I was back in class the very next day
The inkwell reclaimed that girls’ pigtail
The teacher warned, but to no avail
Behind back whistles, once more the norm
Angelic me was back in form
poem by Stanley Cooper
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