The Hand in the Classroom.

There's a hand in our classroom,
No one knows why.
It could of been a students,
Not to look we did try.

Our teacher ignores it.
I don't think he cares.
When we ask him,
He just stares..

Tears in his eyes,
The whole class is pays attention,
He snaps out of it then,
And gives us detention.

We could never explain,
About the hand in on the floor,
We just hope that next lesson,
It'll be there no more.