Miss
Rose’s Very First Day of Teaching
We
whispered to each other,
“Hey,
her shirt’s on inside out.”
She
tried to get us quiet;
In the
end she had to shout.
She
shocked us into silence
Until
Jeremiah said,
“Miss
Rose, your tags are showing,”
Then
her face turned shades of red.
She
tried to act unbothered
As she
sat down in her chair,
But she
knocked her cup of coffee
And the
brew spilled everywhere!
We
thought she might start crying,
But she
laughed, and said, “I do…
Think
my start’s been a debacle;
May I please begin anew?”
May I please begin anew?”
The word I was required to use was "debacle." We were limited to 500 characters. This is 494, I think!http://madnesspoetry.com/matchup/debacle-vs-vicinity-1488171408574x946756259305402600
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