You stand at the front,
You stand at the front,
You talk for hours on end.
No one can understand you
As you speak from your crazy head.
Due dates are always changing
The criteria is hazy.
Class lessons are pointless
You allow students to be lazy.
The clssroom lacks rules
You can't be everyone's friend,
It's time to retire,
You look like you are on your death bed.
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