Allan Ahlberg


Please Mrs Butler - Poem by Allan Ahlberg

Please Mrs Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps copying my work, Miss.
What shall I do?

Go and sit in the hall, dear.
Go and sit in the sink.
Take your books on the roof, my lamb.
Do whatever you think.

Please Mrs Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps taking my rubber, Miss.
What shall I do?

Keep it in your hand, dear.
Hide it up your vest.
Swallow it if you like, love.
Do what you think best.

Please Mrs Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps calling me rude names, Miss.
What shall I do?

Lock yourself in the cupboard, dear.
Run away to sea.
Do whatever you can, my flower.
But don't ask me!


Comments about Please Mrs Butler by Allan Ahlberg

  • Rookie Diana Layton (4/25/2009 3:42:00 AM)

    I am 27 years old, i was bron 1981 when i was a kid, i love Please Mrs Butler I still liked it and i read when i was born in Australia when was a child My Teacher Miss Lambert readed to my class when i was a child at school doing English (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Gemma Clarke (10/19/2004 2:58:00 AM)

    I love this poem when i was a kid, and it still makes me laugh now! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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