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Dear Public School Teachers


This is for all of the teachers

Who don't give one fuck about their students.

You sit there behind that desk

On your piece of shit "throne"

That can be easily bought at Walmart.

You say you don't judge students,

But we all know you do.

Stop using sarcasm asshole,

You're a high school teacher,

Not a high schooler.

You think you're the "cool teacher"

Who picks on kids and calls them out?

You were in high school once!

You should fucking know about the type of shit we go through.

And we're not going to work harder if you're

Standing over our desks yelling at us

Telling us how much of a disappointment we are.

As if I don't get that at home?

School was supposed to be My safe-haven

Now it's a hell within hell.

It can't get worse than that.

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