Marching Out of School

  Marching Out of School
By Bruce Lansky


(sing to the tune of “Sound Off”)

When the final school bell rings…
(When the final school bell rings…)
Get in line with all your things.
(Get in line with all your things.)
Chorus
Sound off! (One, two.)
Sound off! (Three, four.)
One, two, three, four.
One, two—(clap!)—three, four!
Forward march, now move your feet.
(Forward march, now move your feet.)
Left, right, left, right—that’s the beat.
(Left, right, left, right—that’s the beat.)
Chorus
When you’re marching down the hall…
(When you’re marching down the hall.)
Always smile and stand up tall.
(Always smile and stand up tall.)
Chorus
Pass the office, then you’re out.
(Past the office, then you’re out.)
That’s when you can scream and shout.
(That’s when you can scream and shout.)
Chorus
Marching out of school’s a blast.
(Marching out of school’s a blast.)
When you’re out, you’re free at last!
(When you’re out, you’re free at last!)
Chorus

My Netbook Reflection.

Christmas Find It Quiz

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Production Reflection.

The Kindergarten Concert.

The Kindergarten Concert
by Robert Pottle

The kindergarten concert was an interesting show.
Peter walked onto the stage and yelled, “I have to go!”
Katie was embarrassed, but she had nowhere to hide.
She raised her dress to hide her face. Her mother almost died.
Keith removed his tie and said, “It’s ugly, Dad. I hate it!”
David picked his nose on stage. What’s worse is that he ate it.
They sang their song, and Wyatt burped, and then he did a dance.
Michael fell while spinning ’round. Peter wet his pants.
The music teacher at the end said, “There, I’m glad that’s done.”
The kindergarten bowed and said, “Let’s sing another one!”

If I cooked hot lunch for my Teacher.

What I'd Cook For My Teacher
By Bruce Lansky

If I cooked hot lunch for my teacher,
I would start out with rattlesnake stew.
Then I’d serve her a centipede salad
And a tall glass of milk mixed with glue.
Next, a seaweed and jellyfish sandwich,
For dessert, an a-chooberry pie.
When she finally finds out what she’s eaten,
I hope the old bat doesn’t die.