Get Him Fired!
I'm late, by two seconds
A detention? RELAX!
I raise my hand, I answer the question, I'm trying, I really am
LOOK AT ME when I speak, for what is a teacher who doesn't care about his students
The behavior you set upon us makes us hate you
I HATE YOU
A classroom that hates its educator is not a class
I see upon me, not an educator
A witch, Satan
He is the very devil himself
His neck twitches, and his veins swirl as he signs my detention slip
I hate him
I love school
I hate his class
I sign my letter
"Please fire him"
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