Downfall of Miss Trunchbull
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“Where’s your homework, Matilda! You missed it again?
Is it wet in your wondrous drops of rain?
Speak up, you treacherous little beast!
You are fit to be dead meat for a witch’s feast!”
“I’m sorry Miss Trunchbull, but I did do my homework
But, believe it or not, it was stolen by a monster!
He was huge and scary but told me not to worry
Because he only wanted to eat my homework and didn’t mean any agony
But he told me to be wary of another alive human
She was a devil in disguise
The students at her big, gigantic school
At her sight, they would terrorize
She was an expert in shot put and hammer throw
Her skills were too terrifying to be displayed as a show
To show she was an Olympic player, other students she would push and pull
I guess you know the answer, it is you, MISS TRUNCHBULL!”
The whole class erupted with laughter and hysteria
At the little child, who outsmarted our Miss Agatha Trunchbull
She was drenched with shame and misery and said
“I would never teach this gloomy school of England!”