A grueling battle not for the faint of heart,
from sun up to sun down we engage in mankind’s oldest art.
War…
Armed with intelligence and coated in armor crafted with wisdom and perseverance…we fight.
in broad daylight,
we fight for all the world to see,
and by night we strategize during the time they choose to sleep.
all because we know that…
proper planning provides the only possible ploy capable of pulverizing potentially permanent patterns of perverseness perpetrated by our youth.
so,
when the incompetent lead the illiterate in an ill-advised and impractical battle of wits with intent on intimidating us into submission…….
we laugh,
because, it’s no more than a slight inconvenience.
most of the time….
But right now….
we are tired,
and today…we do not want any coffee to keep ourselves jacked.
Today, we would like a beer, or a few shots before we step into our classrooms to be attacked.
No coffee on Fridays
- Author: Bragee ( Offline)
- Published: April 9th, 2024 14:15
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a bored quick write on a testing day! The life of an educator warrants a drink or ten every now and then! 🤷🏿♂️
- Category: Humor
- Views: 5
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