Just a Tip


When thinking of things I shouldn’t say

To teachers to tell them my feelings

I purse my lips to hold back thoughts

And roll my eyes to the ceiling


If I could tell you how I feel

About how your torture my soul

I would let you know that you’re dreadful

And frankly you look like a troll


You call yourself a teacher

Yet you don’t know how to teach

I could learn better from an infant

Or possibly a leech


Here’s a positive thought

You don’t entirely suck

Sometimes you bring me candy

But most of the time, no such luck


So to conclude my feelings

I simply want to say

You’re getting really old

Quick tip: retire today


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