Dr Mcnitt Is Coming
Dr. McNitt’s coming, we were warned. She’s old-school.
Secretly my heart was cheering, this meant strict rules.
Seasoned and sassy, I wisely kept my counsel to myself,
I am so glad though she is coming back 6 months off the shelf.
The evaluations aren’t finished, lamented a young teacher, year one.
She was scared because classroom management, this turkey has practically none.
Dr. McNitt arrived the day after conferences, ripe and ready.
I’m terrified of her, a co-worker said. (She never was too steady).
Dr. McNitt’s bark was gruff, but she truly has a gentle heart of gold.
Best of all, we’re on the same wavelength, seasoned and bold.
Today I hear her talking with another staff member through the wall.
Dr. McNitt’s advice is sound, and her fearless spine stands tall.
She gets along exceedingly well with everyone here,
And her pup Winston spreads daily doses of goodwill and happy cheer.
She’s leaving Friday, and although it’s two days, I am mourning already.
If she gets a new dog, she’d better name her Caren, not Poindexter or Freddy.
In a word, I love you, Dr. McNitt, You’ve done a bang up job!
Come back in a heartbeat, you remind me of Bette, and Cher and Maud!
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