To the Educators

Dear teacher,

oh beloved wisdom preacher,

I do not want to be a mathemetician,

or a public speaker.

I do not want to visit in the Earth's core,

nor will I ever encounter the Civil War.

I wouldn't dare pursue a career in surgery,

for I am disgusted with all the blood and gore.

But thanful I remain,

For it takes someone who's truly a saint.

and perhaps a little crazy,

to educate the youth of today.

 

 

 

 

 

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