Sung to the tune of "Frosty the Snowman")



TRINA

Kvetchy the teacher

Was a total pedagogue;

Did a student make

But a sole mistake,

She would mark it in her log.



She disciplined

Like the monsoon wind

And gave many a detention;

If someone still

Broke her rules: "I will

Assign you a suspension!"



Kvetchy the teacher

Was as mean as mean could be;

Not a student smiled

Who had been beguiled

By her visage of amiability.



She bestowed

A rigid code

Of propriety and prudence;

And if someone broke

The rules she spoke,

She would go yell at her students.



Kvetchy the teacher

Was a disciplinary type;

She was really mean

And is turning green

As she is quite "underripe".



She was rude,

In fact, plain crude,

In her invective speech;

To listen to

Her scream at you

Was no day at the beach.



Kvetchy the teacher

Had a smell like that of ordure;

But we've never yet

Had a chance to get

Rid of her and all her torture