Miss Ross noticed Bill was squirming
She saw he really had to go.
It was just the kind of signal
A preschool teacher had to know.

She told him where the restroom was
And then she sent him out the door.
“You find it by yourself,” she said,
“You’re a big boy, you’re almost four.”

But he came back looking worried
And when the teacher asked him why.
He said that he couldn’t find it
And little Bill began to cry.

So Miss Ross asked little Heather
If she would go help him find it.
She was by far the most mature
Teacher knew she wouldn’t mind it.

They had been gone for quite a while
When they came back in together.
“Did it take that long to find it?”
Miss Ross asked little Heather.

“He had put his shorts on backwards,
He’s such a silly little runt.
And so I found it right away,
Once I turned his fly around front!”