To-day I got a lickin' And teacher called me bad, But I can't see the reason— I guess it's just her fad. For when in class she asked me, "The word wrong will you spell?" "R-O-N-G," I quickly cried, And thought that I did well. "That's wrong!" she cried out fiercely, "I know it," I replied, While beaming with a pleasant grin So very broad and wide. And then to think she seized me And called me "sassy boy" While lashing me with a peach limb |