Teachers

Sometimes when I think of teachers
I start to think of creatures
They give you tons of homework
They chase you with torches
I have bad dreams
And all I hear is their screams
I wake up
And I feel like a shlup
Then I don’t want to go to school
Just the thought of all those rules
I’m walking at a slow pace
But then all I see is
THEIR FACES! !
Friday, September 11, 2009
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