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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