Twas the last day of term, when all over the school,
No one was working, it just wasn't cool,
The term end assessments were finally done,
We released all the students, every last one,
The teachers, exhausted! all dreamt of their beds,
While visions of red wine all danced in their heads,
Teachers in mufti, with me in my wellies,
Should I work any longer? No! Not on your nelly!
The marking is over, the books put away,
My train's in the station, I really can't stay.
We waved our goodbyes, as the school buses departed,
Even though we're relieved, we still felt disheartened.
But I heard one exclaim, as they drove out of sight,
Happy Christmas to all of you, from your teachers............good night xxxx
Until I see them all again next term....................they're in my prayers, and funnily enough! I shall miss them!
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