The SPY
On the third month of the year
There came a man who's not familiar
A trainee teacher passing by
When he's really a top secret spy
We were all too noisy one fine day
When he blew his top and ask Fay:
Do you know what's a market?
It is one that we are having here today!
He punish us with narrative poetry
saying, "It's good for you, you know."
I guess he's right about that
Since he's so smart and bold
Helping us before we started to write
Graphic organiser and pairwork sounds alright
In the end it's all worthwhile
To be trained by a top spy who doesn't smile.
Phua
1 Comments:
A very good poem
By Anonymous, at 5:14 pm
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