your stringy hair makes me cringe,

your clothes make my eyes bleed.

your big ass waddles around like a penguin,

your steps a thousand atom bombs.

you preach niceness, yet you single out students.

bitch, you're fake as fuck.

 

you yell at us for not turning things in on time,

bitch, you can't even make it to class on time.

you're overcritical of my work, 

bitch, you can't fucking spell.

you treat me like i'm five,

bitch, you dress like you're five.

 

some days you look like you got gang banged by santa's elves,

some days you call us stupid.

some days we make you cry,

some days you make us want to cry.

some days you hate me,

some days i want to jump over your desk and punch your fucking face.

some days I pity you, 

some days I talk about you behind your back.

bitch, you'll always be a fucking teacher.