Teacher’s a Smasher

Our teacher’s a smasher
A face like a tattie masher
A nose like a pickled onion
And eyes like green peas

Our teacher’s a smasher
A face like a tattie masher
Fish fingers for fingers
And spaghetti for legs

Our teacher’s a smasher
A face like a tattie masher
Red peppers for lips
And sweetcorn for teeth

Our teacher’s a smasher
A face like a tattie masher
Cauliflower for ears
And corned beef for feet

Murder in the Chip Shop

Last night there was a murder in the chip shop
A wee dug stole a haddy bone
And a big dug came and took it aff him
So I hit him wi a tattie scone.

I went round to see my auntie Sarah
My auntie Sarah wisnae in
So I peeked through a hole in the windae
And I shouted ‘Auntie Sarah are you in?’

Her false teeth were lying on the table
Her curly wig was lying on the bed
And I nearly split my sides wi laughin
When I saw her screwing aff her wooden leg.