Now the twins are in seventh grade,
Along with a teacher Mr. Willington.
Still looking out for the weird kids,
Just couldn’t stop their loves willing.
They are the rulers of seventh grade,
Mr. Willington began with his spelling.
As eagerly the twins testing were made,
Trying desperately never started failing.
Even though it’s hard enough in school,
The kids all seemed to be somehow good.
As rulers of the seventh grade, they were cool,
Just can’t see them ever misunderstood.
The spelling test will be in two weeks,
Said Mr. Willington as he started class.
My words won’t be so that very easily,
If you get them right, you’ll get checks.
Poetry