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?