A teacher is tall.
I hope he falls.
He caught a student cheat.
I hope he gets beat.
One day he got peal.
Then he feel.
Noticed he had died.
Now it's fine.
He lies in the cemetery.
To rot in hell.
We're glad he feel.
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This was a dedicated to my Advisory teacher who caught me cheating.Please vote and comment this poem.
