The creak of his shoes can be heard in a mile <br />This sound, it fades all the smiles <br />Silence will sprout from the deep underground <br />Everyone will hide so as not to be found <br />They button-up their collars, pull their pants high <br />To look smart and studious, they try, try and try <br />He narrows his eyebrows <br />And snitches his nose <br />He slowly turns to the sides <br />Searching for our hides <br />When the creak of his shoes, faint in sound… <br />From the corners, students bounce <br />And begin their routine again <br />Until the creak of his shoes are heard again! ! !<br /><br />sania harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-school-principal/
