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Yon students stand forlornly in the hall, They wait, in vain, to see their teacher's smile. Alas! A sub, his back against the wall Is lurking there; he ponders for a while The lesson plans, ensconced within the room, Which mock him, as they lie far out of reach. He feels the sting of fast-approaching doom, Their lack will leave but little there to teach. In vain he turns the handle on the door, But by this move he gains not entry there. With eyes cast down he gazes at the floor, And sadly ponders life - is it not fair? It is! For coming down the hall he sees - O Blessed Sight! An angel bearing keys! - R. H. Beeman © 2007, 2013. All Rights Reserved. |
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