Limerick Poems About Teachers | Teacher Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: children, poetry,

Juvenilia - My First Limerick

Some children sat down on the floor.
They sat till their bottoms were sore.
“We could each take a chair,”
said one boy sitting there.
“So then what are we waiting for?”

For the Juvenilia Contest of Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer

Note: Around age 10 or 11, I had a teacher who taught us about limericks
I really loved it and had never written anything creative to my knowledge before that dayI have been searching my house to see if I kept my very first poem in any of my scrapbooks, but I must not haveI have had this little poem in my memory ever since that time, but am not exactly sure how I did my line 2, so I've created a new line two, though I don't think I was talking about "bottoms" in the fifth grade yet!

Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: humor,


Inspired by Joseph Mays limerick contest.
(not for contest )

A mischievous chef known as McMurray 
For a joke put Epsom salts in the curry
The toilet door he did lock 
The customers were in shock
He left by the back door in a great hurry.

An astronomer by the name of Pete
Was perving at the lady cross the street
Full moon he did spy
But not in the sky
He got caught and went as white as a sheet.

There was a dodgy plumber called John Blake 
No plumbing skills was a bit of a fake
The wrong nut he undone
Panicked went on the run
Now downstairs of the house has its own lake.

A randy teacher called Fred O'Hare
With a young girl he had an affair
But she told her dad
Who went hopping mad
Now Fred is getting medical care

There was a very weird poet from Bude
Loved to sit out writing verse in the nude
A wasp stung his manhood
Screamed out as you would 
Doc said that's what you get for being rude

Poem Details | by PAT Adams |
Categories: funny, word play,


The teacher said, "Listen to this,"
"Said backward, your name has a twist!"
One kid caught her eye
She said, "Simon you try!"
In a moment he said, "No mis!"

Poem Details | by Wendy Watson |
Categories: humor,

point taken

A new teacher whose discipline lacked,
From his pupils was daily attacked.
So he taped to each chair
A sharp tack in despair
And they soon got the point - that's a fact!


'Limericks poetry competition' : Sponsored by: Joseph May

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: humorous, soccer, sports,

Coach, Coached

Working in physical education Blond teacher had a realisation Spotting a young boy alone Standing all on his own Her curiosity, frustration Young man, why are you all on your own To the others, why are you disowned Well, I'm not the teams sweeper I'm their bloody goalkeeper Please Miss Coach, it's time you went home <*>

Poem Details | by Richard Breese |
Categories: abuse, bullying, funny, giggle,

Replacement Teacher

There once was a teacher from Crete
Whose foot size was very petite,
Well her students did plot
And to high school they brought,
Some shoes for some oversize feet.

Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: food, humor,

Pie Chart Chaos

When Jill was asked to create a “Pie Chart”
She believed her teacher meant a la carte
     Using a Lego set
     Jill felt her goal was met
When she finished, there was not one spare part

Her project resembled a Ferris Wheel
Huge peach pie in the center of the reel
     And her passenger carts
     Were scrumptious cherry tarts
But Jill’s effort had an Achilles’ heel

She took care bringing the pie wheel to class
Some oohs and ahs her project did amass
     But the wheel in motion
     Caused quite a commotion
Pies flew to faces with a forward pass

Kids didn’t mind as they ate the remains
But most of Jill’s friends had custard for brains
     A class pie fight ensued
     And Miss Bigbutt so shrewd
Gobbled crumbs citing eminent domain

*October 11, 2014

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: desire, funny, humorous,

My Brazilian Relief English Teacher

 My new English teacher my loins disturb,
 her grammar poor but her samba superb.
   She asked me at a glance
   if I would like to dance?
 No Miss, I sheepishly replied...wrong verb!

                  August 2014

Poem Details | by Susan Palli |
Categories: education, humorous,

School Days

There was a young teacher named Spade,
who taught like a preacher dismayed.
The pupil's delight
to put up a fight
did cause him to screech till he swayed.

Now one of the students named Chad,
then gathered what courage he had
to give Spade advice
and make him think twice
about his harsh method so bad.

They all were surprised the next day,
when Spade then allowed them to play.
He'd taken great heed,
was friendly indeed,
and all are still happy today.

Poem Details | by Jason Talbott |
Categories: funny, school, class, class,

Math Quiz

In arithmetic, he wasn't strong.
This math quiz was taking so long.
It was hard to divide.
Still, he tried till he cried,
but the answers kept coming out wrong.

He would solve and immediately doubt
if he'd taken the most proper route.
He'd retry, but alas,
by the end of the class,
his eraser was simply worn out.

The bell rangThe quiz was now due,
but his sheet was a sad sight to view.
There was nothing but air
in assorted spots where
the eraser wore all the way through

The tests were collected and sent
to the teacher for gradingShe went
through each page in the stack
and then handed them back.
He saw his grade: ninety percent!

He pondered his luck with a frown...
To the head of the class from class clown?
Was he smart? Well not quite,
every one he got right
had shown through from the next paper down!

Poem Details | by Paul Schneiter |
Categories: health,

No Reps

There was a bad gym teacher of Gott
Whose belly was becoming a pot.
He avoided exercising
Which wasn't surprising
Because he didn't give a squat.

Poem Details | by mostafa zaki |
Categories: children,

Why school is not cool

At 6 AM the alarm clock screams interrupted from beautiful dreams A frowning teacher screaming in your face shouts with anger and says "you're a disgrace" no free time at home , there is homework to do teachers inventing new ways to torture you at the end of the day ,if you learned nothing you're a fool this is why a school is not cool
BY: Mostafa Zaki 8 line challenge poem 10/10/2011

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: humorous, school,


Please be quiet! Our class teacher said Pupils giggled, my face flushed bright red I was so broken hearted I’d just let rip and farted That I ran out the classroom and fled The teacher followed me down the hall Said please don’t be embarrassed at all … At home that happens to me I blame my pet dog you see Great idea miss… I’ll give dad a call I rang him saying dad can we talk Told him my story – he soon did baulk Think of the costly vets fees It’ll be covered with fleas His solution …I’ll buy you a cork! Time to B Contest – Sponsor Casarah Nance ~07~24~15

Poem Details | by Paul Schneiter |
Categories: humor,


 A school teacher named Miss Shaw
Though well-endowed wore no bra.
Things slipped and jiggled
Bounced and wiggled 
Pupils are still awed by what they saw.

Poem Details | by POET. UNDERTAKER |
Categories: humor,

Final Instalment ,a hypothesis

Once there was a teacher by name Jenish Anthony "the Holy"
represented success by the simple equation  “E=C2” coolly
“E” success in any endeavor of value
“C” uncompromising pursuit of a value 
Bloody this hypothesis of Jenish"the great teacher" is no folly!

Poem Details | by Rhea Daniel Dear |
Categories: school,

My, My, What the Sickens

The story of school starting is here
It began with a bell and a cheer
Bob brought a talking chicken
My, my, what the sickens
Harridan Teacher silenced them with fear

Poem Details | by Martin Kloess |
Categories: funny, games, humor, sexy,

Class Is In Session

A game that my wife and I played
To teacher I would be an aide 
My best I applied
To pass test I tried
And at breakfast I’d wait for grade

Poem Details | by JACQUELYN STURGE |
Categories: funny,


There once was a teacher from Trenton
who tried, but he couldn't keep his belt on,
His pants they would fall
on his knees he would crawl,
And the children, they all paid attention.

Poem Details | by Joseph Soper |
Categories: funny, humor,

It's all how you look at it

While out on the playground sitting on grass
Teacher asked  question of her third grade class
What will you all do
When you finish school?
Little Johnny replied quick as a flash

A tree is what I want to be when I am all grown up
“You cant be a tree” said the teacher stuttering tuts
“Why Not”? he exclaimed
To the teachers disdain 
 “We both have limbs, trunks and nuts”

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: humorous, school,


An English teacher named Rosie Thought one of her pupils was dozy He’d cribbed off the web From a man in Zagreb The language he’d used was too prosy! In false glory he’d tried to bask So Rosie she took him to task She said it’s not neat if you try and cheat - when needing some help you should ask! NB cheaters is an anagram of teachers! Sadly this is based (with some poetic licence about Zagreb) on a true event in the school I worked atThe english teacher was fully aware of the capabilities of the student and it was blatantly obvious the work was not his and it was merely copied and printed off the internet.he failed to get a mark 2/2/18

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: america, anxiety, bereavement, high

Limerick crochetes: Once a Teacher who didn't like school

Lmerick crochetés : Once a Teacher who didn't like school

Once a Teacher who didn't like school
Since his kids kept calling him a fool
Wished to do himself in
Lost control of discipline
All day his class looked like a swimming pool

To this Land of the Bow and Arrow
Came Settlers blasting hip pistols two
They shot their way Far West
Taught the Injuns what quest
In Alexander's conquests wasn't tabou

Then the Rifle Association
Triggered Trump to top the Nation
" Arm all teachers, " he said.
" Boost rifle sales - the Dead
Will bless the use of Ultime Unction ! " 

With books the Teach packed solitary weapon
Hidden under the school's emblem apron
Kids laughed loud nonetheless
To see Teacher fearless
Till Terrorist at window broke open

Criss-crossed class red-hot streaking bullets
Kids dived under desks yells burst gullets
Some clung to the Teach's vest
Others hid behind broad chest
Struggled he to match bullet for bullets

Full square the singeing flare ripped his chest
Till rounds automatic echoed the West
Some say his looks bereaved
Looked very much relieved
Like a scion for his kids gave his Life's best.

© TWignesan - Paris,  2018

Poem Details | by Ray Gridley |
Categories: humor, music,

Clarinet Lessons

To a teacher of music I go
To learn clarinet for a show
Despite some regressions
And twenty five lessons
I don't know which end I should blow.

Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: 1st grade, 2nd grade,

Teacher Limerick

There was once a bad teacher at school.
She called us mean names, and was so cruel.
We wrote up a clear petition.
Getting her out, was our mission.
She was led out of town on a mule.

Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: character, children, heart, humanity,

First Day of School

The children knew right from the start
Their teacher was born really smart
So from the get-go
They wanted to know,
"What's colder than Donald Trump's heart?"

Poem Details | by Dear Heart |
Categories: fun,

WARNING - Limerick- a teacher called Sue

There is a young teacher in school called Sue,
who has some sweet words tattooed in bright blue;
on her sexy behind,
and just for the guys blind;
a version in Braille -  I swear this is true !

January 4, 2019

Poetry/Limerick/a teacher called sue
Copyright Protected, ID 19- 1100-969-02
All Rights Reserved Written under Pseudonym.

Written for the contest, Limerick
sponsor, Joseph May (Theme chosen - teacher)

First Place

Poem Details | by Jim Kilduff |
Categories: humorous,


Like a blazing fire yawning spreads,
Pulling at your face tearing it to shreds.
Oh so vigorous it makes you shiver 
A mouth so wide like that of a river.
Eyes moist and blurry they weep
Telling you must go to sleep
But instead you go about your day 
Cussing at Monday the long workday
Tiredness and boredom the factors at play
That teacher is yapping same crap everyday.
A yawn tells everything it's written on your face
The rat race life's eternal the mortal chase.
Feel free to yawn don't feel out of place.

Poem Details | by Mark Toney |
Categories: absence, appreciation, children, dedication,

Teaching Is Hard

A teacher with an always late student
Looked for ways to influence improvement
She tried best she could
But it did little good
Now the student remains mostly truant

Poem Details | by Lindsay Laurie |
Categories: humor,

Well It Is

My teacher said it is her belief,
the bean is a protein full chief,
then she pointed at me,
and asked ‘what is a pea?’
I replied, ‘it’s a mighty relief.’

Poem Details | by PAT Adams |
Categories: humorous, word play,

The Best Letter

The new teacher said, "Class listen to me,"
"What do you think the best letter must be?"
One said with force,
"The G of course!" 
She asked, "Angus, why do you think it's the G?"

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Coffee with Animal Crackers and More

Animal Coffee with Animal Quackers

Drink animal coffee  with animal crackers,
Along with many ducks who are quackers;
Always cares,
Saying prayers,
While worshipping God being His backers.

Poetry friend of mine is a teacher and
likes poems about teachers.

My teacher had truly been the epitome
Of all the concern that she had for me;
To hear did thrill,
Each thread and frill;
Our love for her wend down in history.

Teacher was sure some great swinger,
While her love for us around did linger;
Totally devoted;
Was honey coated,
And voice made her such a great singer.

Our teacher so much we always did love;
Compared to others she was way above;
I am a beginner;
She is  a winner;
Her we would enjoy having much more of.

We did become totally devastated,
When away our teacher had wasted;
Was worn out,
Without a doubt;
On her tombstone our love is basted.

After being born, he liked to lay in crib,
And while eating Trump did wear a bib;
Up teacher gave;
Would not behave;
In school learned how to lie telling a fib.

Jim Horn

Thanked God for having her created.

For you we will be sure to pray 
And will do it each and every day
We are so sad your son passed away

Jim Horn

Jim Horn

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

A Great Teacher

A Great Teacher

God gave a great teacher to suffice,
And after I received  further advice,
Better growing,
Always knowing;
Together another poem shall splice.

Jim Horn

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Received Great Teacher

Received Great Teacher

Received great teacher  from my Lord;
Have written I love her on blackboard;
Sure so pretty;
Will  be  witty,
And seeing her always do look toward.

Your Prudent Student

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Took A Look at the Book

Took A Look at the Book

Advice from Teacher  I again took;
She said that I should like to look;
Cover to cover,
Like book lover,
From start to finish do read book.

Jim Horn

Andrea got me interested in writing
teacher poemsSo here goes.

With teacher knowledge grows and grows
And then gradually my brain always knows
Student in prime,
All the time;
Also why Harry to Megan wanted to propose.

Poem Details | by Eve Roper |
Categories: history, student, success, teacher,


There was a History teacher that didn't
dress for their timeThey'd walk in with a hint
dressed in fashion for the days
of that period and phase.
Students learned, always did win A's in print.


Poetry Contest: Limericks Poetry Contest " Teacher"
Sponsored by: Joseph May 


Role-play: An Approach to Teaching and LearningRole-play is a technique that allows students to explore realistic situations by interacting with other people in a managed way in order to develop experience and trial different strategies in a supported environment

Poem Details | by PAT Adams |
Categories: boy, confusion, humor,

The English Channel

Addressing a student looking in the air
The teacher asked, "The English Channel is where?"
He said, "Well let's see..."
"I do watch TV,"
"But I haven't heard of that channel on there!"

Poem Details | by Terry Flood |
Categories: word play,

Five In One - for Joseph May Limerick contest

Five In One

There’s so many contests I’ve done
The remit of this sounded fun
To pick a profession
I have a confession
I simply can’t pick only one


Astronomers deal with astronomy
While Chefs get involved with gastronomy
My Plumber mends leaks
My kid’s teacher speaks
While Poets all play with word-onomy

5 January 2019
For Limerick Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Need Rehab on Cold Slab and More

Need Rehab on Cold Slab

Could be because I became a crab;
What we really need is some rehab;
For while waited;
Was reactivated;
They found us lying on a cold slab.

Jim Horn

My Goodness and Great Lord

Oh my goodness and great Lord,
So He will welcome you aboard; 
Will invite,
More poems write;
Hearing from does look toward.

Jim Horn

On test started with vibe and verve;
Then results had downward swerve;
Failing grade,
So teacher did grade us on a curve.

Jim Horn

Was a bitter quitter of the liter; 
Had horrible time being a hitter
Saw some trees;
Swang at breeze;
So ended up being a rail splitter.

Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: lust,

Rumour Has It

Social Studies teacher Miss Dicking
Is anyone's girl for the picking
Her nose in the air
Proves she does not care
As long as she gets a good licking