4 August 2012
“My doggy ate my homework. He chewed it up,” I said. But when I offered my excuse My teacher shook her head.
I saw this wasn’t going well. I didn’t want to fail. Before she had a chance to talk, I added to the tale:
“Before he ate, he took my work And tossed it in a pot. He simmered it with succotash Till it was piping hot."
“He wore a doggy apron As he cooked a notebook stew. He barked when I objected. There was nothing I could do.”
“Did he wear a doggy chef hat?” She asked me with a scowl. “He did,” I said. “And taking it Would only make him growl.”
My teacher frowned, but then I said As quickly as I could, “He covered it with ketchup, And he said it tasted good.”
Homework • Opuss № I