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Poem can be funny and close to our lives

My teacher calls me sweetie cakes My teacher calls me sweetie cakes. My classmates think it's funny to hear her call me angel face or pookie bear or honey. She calls me precious baby doll. She calls me pumpkin pie or doodle bug or honey bunch or darling butterfly. My class is so embarrassing I need to find another; just any class at all in which the teacher's not my mother.

I Raised My Hand in Class I raised my hand in class this morning, sitting in the back. The teacher didn’t see, I think. Instead she called on Jack. I stretched my hand up higher, but she called on Zach and Zoe. I started bouncing up and down, but, still, she called on Chloe. I waved my arms but, even so, she didn’t call on me. She called on Bryan, Brooklyn, Billy, Bailey, Ben, and Bree.

She called on Taylor, Tristan, Thomas, Trinity, and Ty. Then, finally, she called my name. I breathed a heavy sigh. She asked me for the answer. I just frowned and clenched my knees, and said, “I’ve no idea, but could I use the bathroom, please?”

Kenn Nesbitt 1. He was born on February 20, 1962 in Berkeley, California. 2. He is a writer of humorous poetry for children. 3. Nesbitt's writing often includes imagery of outrageous happenings, before ending on a realistic note. Being children's poems, many make fun of school life.

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