This poem is just a joke so teachers don't be worry OK. HeHe.
If I cooked hot lunch for my teacher,
I would start out with rattlesnake stew.
Then I'd serve her a centipede salad
And a tall glass of milk mixed with glue
Next, a seaweed and jellyfish sandwich
For dessert, an a-chooberry pie
When my teacher finds out what she has eaten ...
encased encaptured enclosed in my lil` shell .