Geronimo and the April Fool.

Geronimo and all his friends,

Were sat in class one day,

Intending to enjoy themselves,

In quite the nicest way.

"Hey, everyone!" Bear giggled,

"Today is April 1^st,

The ideal opportunity,

For us to do our worst!"

"He’s right you know," smiled Debbie,

"Let’s have a bit of fun,

As Monday morning’s lesson,

Is such a boring one!"

When she finished off her sentence,

Bill stood up straight and tall,

And cried "I’ve got a great idea,

Which will surpass them all!"

"Let’s barricade the classroom door,"

He told them with a grin,

"Then Mr. Yiend won’t have a hope,

Of ever getting in!

It’s ever so effective,

And not very hard to do,

But I’ll still need a helping hand,

From every one of you!"

His friends all laughed so loudly,

"We’ll back you up!" they cried,

"For when we disagree with him,

He makes us stand outside!

Just tell us what we have to do,

And we’ll put things in place,

And just for once he’ll be the one,

With egg upon his face!"

"Okay" Bill answered Smiling,

"But will you pipe down please,

You have to be so careful,

When doing things like these!

Will someone grab a wooden seat,

To put against the door,

Then very kindly sit on it,

So it can budge no more!"

"I’ll do it," whispered Teddy,

"He kept me in last week,

He told me that I talked too much,

Which was a rotten cheek."

"Hey steady on," hissed Brian,

"You’re very, very small,

And if you try to lift the chair,

You won’t get far at all."

"If I put it in position,

Then a sit in you can stage,

Now do us all a favour,

And try to act your age!"

The little bear was most put out,

But then he smiled "Okay,

The last thing I would want to do,

Is mess things up today!"

In minutes he was sitting down,

And laughing "This is great,

To see how things progress from here,

I really cannot wait!"

Then he heard the sound of footsteps,

And cried "He’s coming now,

Lets get one over on him,

As only we know how!"

The whole class sat in silence,

And then what do you think?

Their teacher knocked upon the door,

And they were tickled pink.

"Do help me out!" he pleaded,

"The door has blocked somehow,

And yet the lesson’s due to start,

At any moment now!"

"We’re sorry Sir," called Rachel,

"But you give us detentions,

Which means you’ll have to stay out there,

Until we get our pensions!"

"In any case," laughed Debbie,

"We know that you’re in shock,

But even so the classroom door,

Is too hard to un-lock!"

"She’s right you know," lied Kevin,

"We’d like to let you in,

But sadly this great battle,

Is one you’ll never win!"

"A likely tale!" cried Mr Yiend,

"Now I can’t take much more,"

Then to their great amusement,

He hammered on the door!

"We told you!" laughed his pupils,

"You’ll have to stay out there,

After all, you let us do it,

Which really isn’t fair."

The teacher kept on hammering,

But all to no avail,

"Oh honestly," he murmured,

"This is quite beyond the pail."

However when the clock struck twelve,

The door burst open wide,

"Oh I have been so silly,

It’s April 1^st!" he cried.

"I really should have realised,

You would play a trick on me,

But to be your willing victim,

Makes me happy as can be!"

Our furry friend grinned broadly,

And chuckled "Dear oh dear,

That means it won’t be easy,

To catch you out next year!"

"Don’t be too sure," grinned Mr. Yiend,

"Good things do come to pass,"

And then he helped the children,

To tidy up the class!

THE END.