Incey Wincey spider
Climbed up inside ‘er
He said with a grin and a dance.
With his too long legs
In his too short shorts
And noticing his sandals
I was pleased with the stubbornness
That led to my lace ups.
Looking at the drainpipe, I replied
“Darth Vader’s willy”
The thought of the dark lord
Standing in the staffroom
Finding a hole in the wall
To dangle out his manhood
Was sufficiently silly
For the kid with the loudest laugh;
He thought I was the funniest.
Given the crown
Of the classroom clown
It may have lost the shine
Over time
But it was never dislodged.
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