My Teacher Was Flushed Down the John
My teacher was flushed down the john
Some people cried, “So what!” said Shawn
He was standing at the toilet, ready to go pee
When something pushed him hard, something he couldn’t see
He fell in face first, gagging from the smell
That putrid water was too much, he couldn’t even yell
And so it goes, when the toilet water flows
Think of that poor soul that was flushed down the bowl
I know this is off on the format, and the rhythm is off, but it was written when I was 10 years old in 1995. One of my teachers was inspiration for it, I changed the teacher to a he, so no one would know. :0
