The Undercover Student


I reassure you that I am who I seem

Are you only a teacher to us?

Our class seems like the perfect team 

I am not trying to distress 

All of us would like to know a little more

We only know of you in the classroom

Our class with the greatest score

Are you wearing a costume? 

Suddenly I find myself in search 

Everyone encouraging me 

I might as well sit on a perch 

Hoping to find something of glee 

Instead I am glaring 

For I have found what I dreaded 

You're one of the worst sailors swearing

Our relation might as well be shredded  


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