I once had a teacher like Ursula. I'm surprised to look back years later and relate with this moment more than I ever thought I would. Teaching adds a whole new dimension to school.
I am a snake ready to strike.
Don't look at me the wrong way.
Don't say anything to set me off.
Today I've hit my limit,
Like a thermometer ready to burst,
My face red hot and steaming.
Too many things gone wrong,
In my perfect teaching world,
Piled papers even slithered to the floor.
It's your fault, your bad karma,
Which started this whole mess.
And now homework will be my venom to sink into your skin.
hahaha (creepy witch cackle)
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