I once had a substitute teacher with hair of blue... <br />This fact that i tell to you remains factually true. <br /> <br />One time other i had a female home room teacher with a hairry mustached upper lip... <br />It gifted her with a five o'clock shadow just under her noses tip. <br /> <br />I once attended a classroom inside a make-shift circle of cabinets <br />and book shelves and a portable black board. <br /> <br />All this shelving like wagon trained formed inside a school's gymnasium basketball court... <br />This female teacher, when after we've misbehaved. <br /> <br />T'would fastly whip out her Poloroid Land Camera... <br />So that she could inform our parents when we were bad, with a <br />split second visual report. <br /> <br />She was a party pooper this female teacher of ours... <br />She was a poor sport and also was kind of fat and olden and even <br />real tiny like short. <br /> <br />So the next time you think that you always have a bad school day... <br />You could be enrolled in my old alma matter and that of your valuable freedom, you'd have to give up and with pay. <br /> <br />Now you do know what kind of matter this truly does be.... <br />No more free days-only more to be shortly real crappy. <br /> <br />Is that a bad school day? ... <br />You bet your ass you might kind of say.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-female-teachers-with-poloroid-cameras-can-catch-you-smilin-surprised/
