My goodness lazy woman,

You are not an English teacher,

You try to be a counselor,

Or a fake preacher,

 

You are seniors, act like seniors,

Is all you ever say,

Yet you act like you are twelve

Nearly every day

 

Why aren’t you talking? One day

Stop talking! The next

Our grades at stake for nothing

You behavior so complex

 

You think you’re cool with your tattoos

You try to act like us

Teenagers don’t have wrinkles!

Or put up such a stinking fuss

 

Sometimes you give us essays

But if we give you food

Then we don’t have to work

You’re gluttonous and rude

 

If we turn an essay in,

You don’t even read it,

You slap 100 on the front

I just cant believe it

 

We stay silent to protect our grades

Your childish behavior makes me tired

Thank goodness I graduated

And your butt was fired