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Did I say?
I got into trouble today.
Staring out of the window, watching the witches washing.
The teacher was teaching us how to use an abacus
Really, what's it got to do with us?
An ancient relic.
Care? Not I!
Truly the witches' whites were more fun,
It's drying, nearly done.
On the old line,
Now her black teeth show as she smiles, but that teacher should resign!
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Ruth Stewart
I'm a grandmother of four amazing grandchildren and a mum of three fabulous children. I write poetry mainly, also prose and the odd story. I live in Scotland, UK. For a secret link to watch me read my favourite poems click right here!
Comments (4)
Interesting poetic story. Well done.
This is awesome! Loved it the first time you read it to me! Well done!
Nicely done
This was an intriguing story within a poem! I enjoyed it; great work!