The things you will you scream!

My teacher ms. Campbell, you're words hurt like sharp brambles.

You seem like a lion on the prowl, trying to always put the students down.

Well let me tell you somethin, you comprehend nothin.

You treat us like kids, even though we run cricles around you lickety-split.

I feel bad for you, you'll never be cool.

I think you're horrible, and you're attitude deplorable.

I just wanted to say, all you are is a pain.

Thank you dearly, you despicable meanie.