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I needed to let my anger out! But, then I couldn't be mad at all of the teachers now. |
| 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 |