The kid eater teacher

Her hair is gray

and skin is wrinkly

all of us want to stay far away 

but we have to ask her to go tinkly.

she doesn't like kids

and doesn't like fun

She doesn't know the name, of anyone!

all she does is complain

her class puts me pain

and theres no knowlesge I can gain

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