MRS. DUST

My very first teacher from Kindergarten
With the name of Mrs. Dust,
In her first job right out of college,
Was too young to show much rust.

I had a tremendous crush on that lady
Though I was only five years old.
Learning a lesson from Mom and Dad,
I always did as I was told.

“Was there a Mr. Dust” my grandson asked!
“He was swept away by her charms!” said I!
“To be carried around in love’s dust pan,
Always with a twinkle in his eye!”

“Sit down at your desk now Robby!”
“But to the potty I must go!”
“Hold it son, write your test numbers.
Try not to do it very slow!”

The smell in the room was atrocious.
Pinching noses with fingers and thumbs.
Not letting Robby go to the bathroom,
Made poor Mrs. Dust appear quite dumb!

MRS. DUST

Robert Burns

New Port Richey, United States

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