(Credit: The Well-Appointed Desk)
I am Sergeant Sharp.
I am not like a harp.
I don’t play a tune.
All my subjects fume!
They all hate me
For they can’t debate me!
They are so annoyed with it
They try to run away but only to get bit
By the so-called ‘pencil sharpener.’
We are staring at blue wall
That is soft, stretchy and tall!
And then comes in a dirty stinky hand
That invades our clean and soft lil’ land
It picks up Tuby Tod
And throws him down like a ball!
We all scream because we hate balls.
And we don’t want to be the next to fall!
Suddenly Blake blunt edge gets picked up
And gets dumped in the tub!
He lands with a mighty SPLASH
That makes us jump up so fast!
At last the day is over.
But there are more dangers, like the lawn mower.
It hums in the distance while a grumpy old man goes cleaning.
The mower sucks up all the things on the floor, God knows what he is feeling!
VROOMMM comes the noise
And the smell of chopped wood enters our noses
OH NO! It was Tubby Tod!
He is getting shaved till he’s baled!
We must save him.
But what can we do to save him?
So do you know what they did to save tubby todd?
Well if it is then tell us quick, for we don’t wanna be bald!
You wanna find out how they save him? Part 2 coming soon…
Tvesha Patel ’27, Contributing Writer