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fandomhigh2021-07-29 12:52 pm
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English Poetry, Thursday period 1
Bob stood at the front of the Danger Shop today, glowering at the console. When the students entered, he drew himself up, looking dignified.
"This system today has decided not to respond to me." He swiped a hand through it, and it sat there doing nothing. "I'm not about to scrawl two thousand lines of poetry in the air, so I suppose we're left with what it will give me."
He glowered at it further, and obligingly a blackboard appeared with a poem on it.
A wonderful bird is the pelican;
His beak can hold more than his belican.
He can hold in his beak
Enough food for a week,
Though I’m damned if I know how the helican!
Bob sighed. "Enjoy. Read it. Ask questions, if you have any. Then write your own limerick and read it to the class. It shouldn't take too long."
"This system today has decided not to respond to me." He swiped a hand through it, and it sat there doing nothing. "I'm not about to scrawl two thousand lines of poetry in the air, so I suppose we're left with what it will give me."
He glowered at it further, and obligingly a blackboard appeared with a poem on it.
A wonderful bird is the pelican;
His beak can hold more than his belican.
He can hold in his beak
Enough food for a week,
Though I’m damned if I know how the helican!
Bob sighed. "Enjoy. Read it. Ask questions, if you have any. Then write your own limerick and read it to the class. It shouldn't take too long."