Dear Oak,
You asked to swing, and then you asked to sing, “We will rock you.” Another person on the swing started singing, “Mud on your face.” You joined in. There were three of you on the swing. Someone else started a new song, “Itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout.” You added poop to the song.
I thought that maybe everyone likes poop since you talk and sing about it a lot. You said that it was because poop is funny. Later someone else said it’s because kids think it’s funny, but adults don’t. I wonder if your grownup thinks poop is funny.
While we were on the swing, you asked me to sing Spiderman. I explained that I don’t know it. I think that I will look it up now.
Spider-Man, Spider-Man,
Does whatever a spider can
Spins a web, any size,
Catches thieves just like flies
Look Out!
Here comes the Spider-Man.
Is he strong?
Listen bud,
He’s got radioactive blood.
Can he swing from a thread?
Take a look overhead
Hey, there
There goes the Spider-Man.
In the chill of night
At the scene of a crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time.
Spider-Man, Spider-Man
Friendly neighborhood Spider-Man
Wealth and fame
He’s ignored
Action is his reward.
To him, life is a great big bang up
Wherever there’s a hang up
You’ll find the Spider-Man.
Love,
Teacher Michelle