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I swear this teacher’s nagging never ends. Oh great, here we go again.
I’ve been up since six am, gimme a break,
You’re as bad as my mom, a big headache.
English, then math, then bio, when’s lunch?
If I sit in these desks any longer I’ll get a hunch.
Books, notes, packets, and some homework,
I hate when teachers hover over me and lurk.
This eight hour day, my head is gonna blow.
“Hey teacher, hush up, it’s time for us to go.”
Tick-tock, waiting for the bell to ring,
This whole school and teachers stuff isn’t my thing.