What my Class Want for Christmas
What my class want for Christmas
Is a whole new box of glue
A teeny, tiny pencil
And for me to tie their shoe
What my class want for Christmas
Is a rubber with a face
Or even one that's snapped in half
And thrown around the place
What my class want for Christmas
Is a trip to toilet town
Or a drink every half a minute
And a wet blue paper towel
But what I really think they want,
The whole entire class,
Is for someone just to notice them
Is that too much to ask?
Is a whole new box of glue
A teeny, tiny pencil
And for me to tie their shoe
What my class want for Christmas
Is a rubber with a face
Or even one that's snapped in half
And thrown around the place
What my class want for Christmas
Is a trip to toilet town
Or a drink every half a minute
And a wet blue paper towel
But what I really think they want,
The whole entire class,
Is for someone just to notice them
Is that too much to ask?
This poem is copyright (©) Alex Price 2024
About the Writer
Alex Price
Alex is a Primary Teacher and father of two, living in St Helens, England. He has a degree in creative writing from LJMU and writes humorous children's poetry inspired by his job and his family. When Alex isn't writing, he can be found rock climbing or being climbed on by his children.
