Student hating a teacher, so common,

Teacher hating a student, now that’s Ms. Robins.

Bitter and old, intimidating and cold.

 Speaks about other students, and laugh at their fails.

 Making other students feel helpless as hell.

 Smart for a teacher and gets the job done.

 But so mean like the Grinch, wondering why she wanted to be one.

 

She gives students attitude and don’t care of their feelings.

She doesn’t care if you got it right or don’t know the meaning.

Some days, she says things, wish she wouldn’t say in class.

She gets me so mad, that sometimes, I do want to beat her ass.

 

Sometimes I want to say, “You know what, Ms. Robins? You need to retire!

 You’re mean and don’t give a shit about students.

And it looks like you are already to expire!

Seems like you gone senile by the things you say!

Don’t tell me what I need to do with my life!

 I can do whatever I want, my way!

So shut up, you old hag!

 Before your last sleep is in a body bag!”

 

She hates me I can tell.

When I ask her a question about the homework, she goes, "oh well."

She talks so loud almost like a shout.

 I get disgusted when she talks, waiting for her dentures to fall out.

 We tattle our wounds and break each other's core. 

But when we see each other in sight, sign of "this means war."

 Old her and the new me

 We don't get along

Just because she isn't friendly.

Ms. Robins is evil and all that applied.

She's old and bitter...I can't wait until she dies.