You may be a teacher
Teachers think they're perfect,
embellishing their career.
They prove an epithet of themselves,
usurping through students' fear.
You kicked me out to show order,
you threatened, read or leave!
But you forgot about my disorder,
the first referral, I'll heave.
You believe that I'll drop out,
because i failed your test.
But only i know my route,
and im going to be the best.
You may be the teacher,
the one whom is smart.
And to you i may just be a creature,
but please open your heart.
Each student has a ferocious tail,
though to you its ambiguous.
Listen to it before throwing them in jail,
Your understanding will be serendipitous.
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