Don Witt: Cunt of an art Teacher.
As a 6 year-old, I was given the task of learning a poem, and "doing some art" based on it. The rot-toothed Arse-breathed shithead who gave us this task was Don Witt.

My mum - A teacher herself - taught me a poem from "Verse and Worse", and a quarter of a century later, it's still stuck in my head.

"An Accident happened to my brother Jim
When somebody threw a tomato at him.
Tomatoes are Juicy and don't hurt the skin,
But this one was especially packed in a Tin".

We were all to recite our poems, and them make a picture of it. (did I Say, we were six?)
I jauntily stuck a pencil in my mouth after saying mine, and had it instantly smacked out of my face by an irate Mr Witt.

He told me to learn another one because "that one was Stupid"

"I eat my peas with Honey,
I've done it all my life.
It makes the peas taste funny,
but it keeps them on the knife"

Fuck you Witt. You made me hate the smell of clay and powderpaints... but because of you I STILL know two kid's rhymes.
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Thu 30 Jun 2011, 19:10, 1 reply)

Mine came out with one when they were about 8
Spider, spider on the wall.
Ain't you got no sense at all?
Can't you see the walls been plastered?
Now you're stuck you stupid... spider

nearly spat the beer out!
(Kip, Fri 1 Jul 2011, 9:22, closed)