We looked at the thief, And he still looked quite mean, But through his 6 fingers, Some light could be seen…
He’d turned more invisible, Like ice in the heat, But still remained mean, Like a lion loves meat… He dove at our notebooks, Grabbing for numbers, He flew through the air, Like flying cucumbers…
Then thief asked a problem, We didn’t expect, We’d been adding by tens, But what he said next… Well, he screamed out 11, This was quite tricky, 10 plus 11? I was feeling quite sickly… I looked at Ben , To help with it too, This question was tough, Like the sole of my shoe… 11 + 10, That answer did come, And Ben yelled it out, It’s just ______