'My teacher wasn't half as nice as yours seems to be. <br />His name was Mister Unsworth and he taught us history. <br />And when you didn't know a date he'd get you by the ear <br />And start to twist while you sat there quite paralysed with fear. <br />He'd twist and twist and twist your ear and twist it more and more. <br />Until at last the ear came off and landed on the floor. <br />Our class was full of one-eared boys. I'm certain there were eight. <br />Who'd had them twisted off because they didn't know a date. <br />So let us now praise teachers who today are all so fine <br />And yours in particular is totally divine.'<br /><br />Roald Dahl<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-teacher-wasn-t-half-as-nice-as-yours-seems-to-be/
