Fifty years as an educator,
Laryngitis my dictator,
No wonder, you see,
Remedial recorder was so me,
I taught, in ascending order,
Everyone to hate the recorder,
This was not a needed a lifehack,
Flowing tuneless songs, alack,
Boys did the unmentionable,
My eardrums now laughable,
“Three Blind Mice” played so badly,
Got them through life, sadly.
Deaf ears have no border,
Taught whole school to hate recorder!
Baby Boomer Scribblings. 