4th Period


I come to class each and everyday
In hopes that he will teach a different way
He sits on his phone and talks about sports
He doesn't even notice that his students need support

Most of his students are failing his class
He only cares about getting that cash
When an administrator walks in, it's a whole other story
He's up on his feet and not telling lame stories

You say are grades are low all because of us
And i admit we talk and laugh, only then can you fuss
But when you refuse to help a student that strives for success
Don't be surprised when you get fired, and your life becomes a mess

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