I stop to think,
my class, so small,
may drive me
right up the wall!
I wonder if they'll
think I'm nice.
Or will they stare,
quiet as little mice?
Today they play,
out in the sun.
Next week, school start,
Will it end their fun?
School will start
A new teacher, that me!
18 tiny little people,
Who will they be?
I may not know,
I may feel small.
All I ask, is that
I do not fall.
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