Teacher, oh dear, there's something i've been meaning to tell you all year
I'd call you a b*tch, but that's rather mundane
maybe a scullion, but alas, it's arcane
So what could I utter to make you tremble with rage?
Should I point out the stretch marks that you've acquired with age?
Or remind you of your failures strewn over the year
Also, your son and your daughter are both mentally impaired
You still use a flip-phone and you give tests right after breaks
What's wrong with you, teacher? You make my brain ache
Do people become teachers if they suck at everything else?
That would make sense, just look at yourself
You give out detentions to the one not at fault
You speed through your lectures so our learning's at halt
There's no one who likes you, at least in our school
You're just not human, you're more lik-
hey, why are you crying?