Where do all the teachers go?

Where do all the teachers go

When it’s four o’clock? 

Do they live in houses

And do they wash their socks? 

Do they wear pyjamas

And do they watch TV? 

And do they pick their noses

The same as you and me? 

Do they live with other people

Have they mums and dads? 

And were they ever children

And were they ever bad? 

Did they ever, never spell right

Did they ever make mistakes? 

Were they punished in the corner

If they pinched the chocolate flakes? 

Did they ever lose their hymn books

Did they ever leave their greens? 

Did they scribble on the desk tops

Where Do All the Teachers Go? 

Did they wear old dirty jeans? 

I’ll follow one back home today

I’ll find out what they do

Then I’ll put it in a poem

That they can read to you!