The death of an English teacher

I came across  his book on English recently
The way it behaved lacking commonsense.
This frail teacher pouting in thin mouse-lips
Had taught us English leaving us in a daze
While we had sat waiting for the  bell to toll.
His own bell finally tolled yesterday for him
As it did then , for us , his hapless students.

He had poked fun at English, spoke by a queen.
Commonsense has never been its strong point.
His book tickled many a funny bone, underside.
His bones are now dust but their laughter will rise,
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