et the children in our care,

Clean their shoes and comb their hair.

Come to school on time- and neat,

Blow their noses wipe their feet.

Let them, Lord, not eat in class

Or rush into the hall en masse.

Let them show some self control,

Let them slow down;

let them stroll

Let the children in our charge

Not be violent or large.

Not be sick on the school-trip bus,

Not be cleverer than us,

Not be unwashed, loud or mad,

(With a six-foot mum or a seven-foot dad).

Let them, please, say drew not drawed,

Let them know the answers lord!

The End

Story by: Nicola, age 12, UK

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