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Sh*t you can't say to your teacher


First day of High School

English teacher looks like she lost her cool.

She held an evil frown

Which we all feel like we were being taken down

If only we can tell her that she sound like a witch

But she end up baring us all in a ditch.

It was quiet until someone peak through window

Everybody grab out their mint

By getting ready to meet the new student

But got stopped by his new coolest main introduction

If only teacher wasn't full of corruption

But the end was just the beginning.

Ms. Roosevelt was winning

But she was so full of herself

But then we end up creating a continental shelf

For Ms. Roosevelt to have

However wasn't achieve

So she wrote on the board about a book

Called "The Danger is to Far to Look"

If only we can tell her that it look a lot worst

But she started seeing a burst

Coming from a phone

And she walked over with a bad tone

By telling him to hand over his weapon

But she wasn't as sweet as lemon

But he got into argument and got sent to the office

Which everybody was flawless

With so many good attitude

Which I was full of gratitude.

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