The Mummy Teacher

A poem for all those mum/ teachers atm...i feel ya ? ???

 
Teaching my kids will be sooo much fun
Said a very delusional mum!
Week 1 everything went just fine,
By Week 2 i was drinking wine?!

The second year has graduated and into year three!
The first years about to go across my knee!
And the little one from primary school has done feck all
But drive me up every single wall!

Whilst trying to teach the first year 
How to add A to Z,
He looks at me like iv got an extra head!
Every single question i have to call him out
He then demands the answers 
Because he can’t be arsed to count!!

The little one decided that the floor would be more fun
But as i turn to look for him
I cant believe what he has done.....!!

My lovley little fluffy dog
As white as snow could be..
He’s coloured her in blue marker
For everyone to see!!!

The phone keeps beeping
Its the mums in the group
Posting in the work of their lovley little beauts!
Id love nothing more , then to add to this chat..
But how can i do that when my childs a little brat!!

I cant post in the picture that he’s just drew of me
With horns on my head and a willie past my knee!!
Laughing as he gives me it,
With devilment in his smile..
What have i been raising in this little demon child!!!!

At this point the first year has his head tied in his hood,
Trying to get him out was like drawing blood from wood!
After 20 minutes of total scream and shout
He pokes his freckley gob up and decides he will come out!!!

I had to take a breather, before things got out of hand
I called upon the second year, i know she’ll do just grand.
She’s been upstares in study mode from all of this you see
She’s bound to have a master’s now and a good degree!!

I listen as i sit in the room resting my soul,
The second year..that I employed has taking all control!?
The boy’s both done their work as quiet as a mouse
If she does this the next twelve weeks 
I’ll be leaving her the house!!

I love my kids i really do , but let’s get something straight..
Teachings not my strong point
It will never be my trade!
Painting nails and packing bags is were my talents lay,
And after teaching my 3 kids, i plan to stay that way!!

But while I’m here i have to say..
You teachers ALL need praise
For EVERYTHING you’ve ever done
With the kids you’ve helped me raise..❤️❤️