The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
“Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say
‘There’s Jennifer; she’s a lawyer’ or ‘That’s Michael, he’s a doctor.'”
A little Johnny rang out,
“And there’s the teacher; she’s still old, nasty and wrinkly”