Miseducate: A Funny Prefix Poem Kor Kids

Miseducate

We’ve had so many teachers

Not one, have I admired

I need an education

but they keep getting fired

“Let’s start with Bathematics!”

the first recruit announced

“This afternoon is Thinglish.”

So sacked, was Miss Pronounce

The next taught us times tables

“Yes, one times one is eight.

Three squared of course is thirteen!”

So long, Miss Calculate

The next, she lost her glasses

We sighed, “They’re on your face.”

She yelled, “Don’t be so stupid!”

So bon voyage, Miss Place

“You must engage the children!

Yes each and every child,”

the head told our new tutor

“No probs!” she said and smiled

On bended knee, proposing

slipped rings on every hand

“My dears, let’s all get married”

Goodbye, Miss Understand

So then arrived my favourite

who from the front, head-shaved

Stuck out her tongue and bum-burped

I’ll miss old Miss Behave

Miss Trust she called us liars

Miss Hear swore we swore

Miss Read, Miss Take, Miss Spelling

should be the final straw

But I’m not giving up yet

It never is too late

Tomorrow may be better

with young Miss Educate

©2021 Mark Bird