
With chalk dust on my shoulder
My podium and manila folder
The desks are all in rows
Children wearing uniformed clothes
The bell rings at a certain time
And girls think guys are made of slime
Nap time is the best
They hate when they have to take a test
It's fun to watch them run around
But hard to make them all calm down
Snack time is what they know
And sometimes after that a puppet show
When it's time for parents to pick them up
They wave goodbye with their juicy cup
I give them kisses and always say
Tomorrow will be another day.
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