turkeyidfool
08-05-2007, 10:45 PM
This poem is from school from when my teacher (Ms. Moore) wasn't verry good with keeping the room under control.
Moore Peace
Should I compare her class
to a day in hell?
I try to pass
but distraction is all that I can spell.
I try to stay immune
to the dumb things they say
will this class end soon?
I hear the insults fag and gay
our poor teacher is so upset.
I can tell this class is a headache
she deserves an "I'm sorry" basket
but i do not have the materials to make
the students in her class treat her like spit.
We're all very lucky that she doesn't quit.
Of course I got a 100 and she told me that I was "brave" with some of the words I wrote on my paper.:duh:
Moore Peace
Should I compare her class
to a day in hell?
I try to pass
but distraction is all that I can spell.
I try to stay immune
to the dumb things they say
will this class end soon?
I hear the insults fag and gay
our poor teacher is so upset.
I can tell this class is a headache
she deserves an "I'm sorry" basket
but i do not have the materials to make
the students in her class treat her like spit.
We're all very lucky that she doesn't quit.
Of course I got a 100 and she told me that I was "brave" with some of the words I wrote on my paper.:duh: