The seniors were nestled snug in their seat
Waiting for the teacher, Bonnie to greet.
When all through the classroom murmurs did sound.
Through the open doorway Bonnie did bound.
She opened her briefcase with a practiced ease
Turned to us all and said,”Quiet, Please.”
We went right to work our stories to read
We laughed and we cried whatever the need
Then promptly at the hour of three
A festive Christmas feast we did see
We arose from our chairs to eat our fill
Secretly hoarding that antacid pill
On Mina, On Judy, Randy, Kasey and all
Come Evelyn, Margaret, Dora don’t stall