i made this poem up today and it has some pople in it you don't know but tell me what you think of it
Twas the day before christmas break and all through the school, all the teenagers where stirring and the teachers where too,
Mr. Baldwin was screaming at the top of his lungs, while Ms. Vineburg sat eating her plum.
Ms. Sterling was giving detentions again while Mrs. Brittian was packing the homework in, when all of a sudden they herd such a clatter they sprang from there desks to see what was the matter, away to the window they flew like a flash praying for Saint Nicholas to be waiting out there, but to there dismay there was a terrible sight they all turned there heads and said "this can't be right", they walked back to there desks and sat in there seats, for all they saw was a teacher with big feet!
my poem probably isn't very good but i'll let you decide.
