Teacher Once upon a midday dreary While I pondered weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded nearly napping Suddenly there came a tapping as of someone genlty rapping right upon my desk Tis some visitor I muttered tapping right upon my desk Well that tapping it continued With a vigor greatly renewed Continued was the tapping tapping right upon my desk Now that tapping started sounding Something quite a bit like pounding That pounding it began a teaming Teaming up with frantic screaming Trying to make me awaken I think that s when she was makin All the other students leave By this time her blood was boiling Mad with all her struggling toiling To make me leave my slumbering state She clapped her hands and banged a pail all of it to no avail And then next she started cussing Swearing like a sailor fussing She hit me right upside the head And relized that I was dead