Now my dearest teacher, we aren't wrong,

now let us tell you within this song.

Oh your right again, this is a poem,

now i will recieve the dunce cones.

We shut our mouths, we zip our lips

you still get angry, you still flip.

Your not that bad, don't feel sad, it's just a fad, don't get mad.

Now all this schooling that you think is great,

you load us with homework stacks the size of freights.

We don't like this, not at all

and most of the time we always stall.

All this praising of school you say,

We don't think it's okay.

You always say we will use this in life,

next time you do i swear I'll stab you with a knife.

Just kidding, take a joke,

maybe relax, and have a coke.

I don't see your joy in math,

next time you tell a joke you'll see my wrath.

I don't enjoy writing papers for grades.

I won't likely use it unless i'm a maid.

In math i don't enjoy dropping logs,

I'd rather be at home with my dog.

Spanish isn't easy you see

Everyone should just play pictionary.

I don't want your sass, i don't want to find the mass

Why do i need to know how to act

I'll never play a peasent living in a shack.

So quit your rambling,

Its not like we're gambling.

I bring water to school,

it IS WATER, don't be a fool.

If I have to pee, i have to pee,

now let me go, like oh em gee

Just because I skip a class,

doesn't mean I wont pass.

If its a day i wear 'flirty' clothes,

does not mean I want to learn about moles.

And if i still don't know what i want,

doesn't mean you tell your thoughts .