Go away

Sun, 10/27/2013 - 17:13 -- TrayRob


You are the reason my day starts off bad,

You dont care about me or my grades. 

You care more about your looks I wish to add,

You look like an leather jacket im sorry to say. 

When your not here its always a better day.



This poem is about my English transition teacher and how she doesnt care about teaching just that she gets a pay check.

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