Teachers...

Teachers

Ranting and raving
At children misbehaving
Breaking all of the rules
They are the head teacher's tools
Some say they are her preachers
They are the teachers...

Homework mountained high
Out of boredom, we will die
They say it isn't a lot
But, they throw it at you on the spot
Some say they are vile creatures
They are the teachers...

Blackmailed to work in art
Cake for those who work and take part
Those who don't, aren't even allowed a crumb
Working for cake kind of sounds dumb
But, she is kind at heart
She is Mrs Gormen, the one who teaches art