There's a grumpy little grouch,
and he gets inside of me.
I don't like him being there!
I don't like his company!
He makes me groan and grizzle
and go thumping with my feet.
He makes me grouch and grumble
at everyone I meet!
He makes my face all growly
and my lips go poking out!
And he will not let me whisper,
he will only let me Shout!
But....this grumpy little grouch
doesn't hang around for long.
He'll vanish like a raindrop
when I sing a happy song!
by Jill Eggleton.
What a great poem! I think Room 13 needs to hear this poem too - some of the children will think it's about their own teacher!
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