Teachers Rap

• Emily Titmarsh, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2016

Miss was at the blackboard writing with the chalk
When suddenly she stopped in the middle of her talk
she snapped her fingers 'snap, snap, snap'
Watch carefully children I’ll teach you how to rap.
She put her pencil in her hair
come on children there's no time to spare
they clicked their fingers, they slapped their knees
they all danced and jumped with glee.
We've got the rhythm
We've got the beat
Tap it with your fingers, stomp it with your feet.
Miss Nate is great
this school is cool
Slap it, clap it, rat-a-tat tat it
this is the teachers' rap