Sometimes a day of teaching
Is heart wrenching or worse
And sometimes the job of teaching
Really has it’s perks
A group of lads and lasses, and everyone inbetween
Decided on a challenge
Eating chillies so it seemed.
They did not decide on Jalapeno
Nor the hot Ghost pepper,
No for this little prank – nothing but the best
The Carolina Reaper.
2.2 million units of hotness
Tends to do some damage
Red lips and lots of spitting out
But that is not the funny.
Unfortunately these kids were completely unaware
Of the dangers of hand to surface transferance
And after spitting and scrapping out the chilli
Did not venture near
A tap – no hand washing yet occured.
And here the story goes down or up depending on your view point
For some unknown reason
Perhaps another bet
The boys suffered a case of chilli transferance
On discovering the problem
A fellow bright spark piped up
“Milk is good with chillis, takes away the heat”
Thus the group of teens
Showed some what clever initative
And aquired some unsuspecting bottles
Of chocolate flavoured milk.
The teacher of playground duty
Had a smile wider than a mile
And when they could finally speak
Described the scene inside.
Inside the disabled bathroom, that was out of bounds
A group of boys were summarily found
Soaking some anatomy in the flavoured milk
The Carolina Reaper
On male private parts it seems
Is not a challenge that anyone should redeem.