My Teacher Took My Ipod


My teacher took my iPod.
She said they had a rule;
I couldn't bring it into class
or even to the school.
She said she would return it;
I'd have it back today.
But then she tried my headphones on
and gave a click on Play.
She looked a little startled,
but after just a while
she made sure we were occupied
and cracked a wicked smile.
Her body started swaying.
Her toes began to tap.
She soon was grooving in her seat
and rocking to the rap.
My teacher changed her mind.
She said it's now okay
to bring my iPod into class
she takes it everyday.

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