The teacher took my tennis ball
She took it for the day,
Just because it broke some glass
She said I couldn’t play.
I’d like to try the same with her
When I think she goes too far–
‘Miss Jones,’ I’d like to say to her,
‘I’m going to take your car.
No Miss Jones, I’m sorry
You’re not allowed to borrow
But if you’re really, really good,
You’ll get it back tomorrow!
Source: Talks with my skateboard: A Collection of poems by Libby Hathorn. ABC, 1991.