I've
got a brand-new lunchbox.
My
shoes are shiny clean.
I've
got a cool, new bookbag
And
a pencil box that's green.
But
I don't know my teacher,
Or
where my desk will be.
I
don't know if I'll like the kids.
Or
if they'll play with me.
I
peek inside my classroom.
I
stand there for a while.
My
teacher tall and kind of loud,
But
has a great big smile.
And,
beast of all, she's got my
Favourite
book upon the shelf!
I
kiss my mother at the door
And
walk in by myself.
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