We’re correcting papers in our class,
It is so loud I think we’ll break some glass.
But we aren’t making sounds of glee.
No hurrahs. No yippee.
We’re making sounds of sighs and groans.
We’re all aching down to our bones.
We’re all wondering when we’ll be done,
“When will this be over? I want to have fun!’’
Just when we said, “There is no hope,
When will this be over? How long do we have to cope? ’’
The teacher stood up and with joy she said,
“It’s time for recess! There’s nothing to dread!’’
We’re having fun in our class,
It is so loud we’ve broke some glass.
And we are making sounds of glee.
Only hurrahs. Only yippee.
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