Narrowing eyes across a room
They hold their breath in certain doom
When HB's glare will scorch their hair
Students run like shot from a gun
Around the school she strides and sweeps
No one laughs and no one peeps
Straight to bed and off to sleep
If their vigilance they wish to keep
Stalking up and down the hall
Swathed in black and six foot tall
She appears like star shine out of the air
Turn your back on her if you dare.
Watchful and elusive, much like the moon
She dances only to that one tune.