A poem me and my friend did in school.

Ok so me and my friend made a poem about are old teacher for summer school today tell me if you like and if we should publish?
The Teacher


Your eyes are as ugly as a pig,
Your face scares Freddy Crouger.
Your more annoying then little kids at a park,
Your skin is whitter than Michael Jacksons surgery.


Your always calling us names and picking on us,
You never think we can try so you ignore our questions.
Your lies stain my soul,
When I cry, you know why.


When I sleep in class,
I have dreams of punching your face.
When I get mad,
It feels like your burning my hand.


Every-time I look at your ears,
It brings me to tears.
When I see your crust,
I turn to dust.


The smell of your breath,
Is like a hint of meth.
The sands of time,
Are not good for your kind.


It is not comfortable to be in your presence,
It will be shocked if heaven accepts your essence.
The smell of your feet,
Makes you run to the street.


The way I see your elbows,
makes me wanna get my fellows,
And put you in a mellow.




Tell me if you liked it We didn't get to finish cause the teacher stopped us.

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