Teachers:
Just adults wanting to help
no matter if it works or not.
They're nice,
and they deal with a lot.
They may not understand us,
but they try their best anyway.
Some are old and cranky,
some are young and pretty,
others need a good reason
to wake up in the morning.
You've heard it all before,
so I won't say it again.
Dead now, dead then.
I'll see you when
you stop thinking, "missing."
- Author: Screaming goat (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 7th, 2022 08:53
- Comment from author about the poem: Now I genuinely want to see if you guys can figure out the story here.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
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