Techer's Pet
Roses are red,
Violets are purple
The teacher does nothing when i get a "purple nurple"
I scream, i cry,
The teacher ignores me with a deep, long sigh
And, yet when i try to tell her
The things he did
She simply turns her head
And adjusts her wig.
i try my hardest
to try to act tough
but the little mean bully knows he buff
at times like this
I wish, as a kid
That i popped him and the teacher
And busted their lips!
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