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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We have a teacher who dresses in blue gown And paints her lips and fingernails blue, Her smile is blue, and she walks on a blue high heel shoes. Her eyes pupil are blue and, she dye her hair blue, The children calls her the "blue cruel Teacher" The clapping blue sky knows that humanity is weak, The chalk can never tell us all that we need to know about life because life itself is a mystery. In front of the class, she stands teaching what we should do whilst she knows nothing of her own to teach. One can not give what you don't have, break of the stiffened nature is baseless without the insight of words. In front of the class, she stands all the time talking To the wind that passes all the time angry, She plump her shoulder up always with pride. She moves around the class with a long whip Seeking for her prey to break their necks. When she speaks, one cam pick her sugar coated saliva on our faces. Talking in her class is a guilty sin, mosquitoes ceased to move in the atmosphere when she comes to the class. On graduation day, she made the children go on a blue dress. One day, she told us that her father is a woman and her mother is a man and; her mother is the head of the family. She told us that the devil is the father of jesus christ And, Jesus was born in the ancestral family shrine of her maternal home, We all laughed out our teeth in the class. Some children went home and told their parents what our blue cruel teacher had said in the class. And hell broke out between our blue cruel teacher and the school proprietor, who in turn fired her. She left our school that day with black and red gown that soiled the atmosphere.
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