He Flies Down the Hall
(to the tune of "The Man on the Flying Trapeze")
From the book Revenge of the Lunch Ladies
Oh, he flies down the hall
with the greatest of ease;
the boy with the helmet
and pads on his knees.
The teachers give chase
as he panics and flees,
and his skateboard is taken away.
So, he zips through the hall
on his scooter so fast.
His classmates all giggle
to see him sail past.
For thirty eight seconds
he’s having a blast,
then his scooter is taken away.
So, he runs in the hall
with a whoop and a shout.
The kids can’t believe
all the rules that he’ll flout.
The Principal nabs him.
It’s “three strikes, you’re out!”
Now he sits in detention today.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2007. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 3
From the Book Revenge of the Lunch Ladies
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