Teachers

Teachers, Teachers. Teachers Teach us. They give us speeches and praise us like Jesus But they're not holy, swag. They cater solely, for themselves;So selfish.  Some are rude and crabby;So shellfish. There are fat teachers, black teacherswhite teachers, nice teachersmean teachers, Chinese teachersshort teachers, tall teachers real teachers, fraud teachersThey all have one thing of mutualityIt's the reality that their mentalityis somewhat less of a formality But in actuality an amorality to separate individuality and callously cause a casualty within the academy! This insanity is why humanity can embarrass me because instead of practicalities teachers search for cavities, abnormalities, incapacitiesand irrationally devise a strategy to tactfully act valiantly. But will still unhappily fail students for what they see is blasphemyits fallacy!  This rhapsody I tragically quote rapidly will acidly still be viewed as a travesty And I'll still disastrously speak profanity to the facultyAnd keep my centre of gravity up like I'm on a balance beam. I aim to be satisfactory, not great or any better This madness will fractionally cause my fatality but ill happily see every person that ever doubted me praising me surrounding meclouding me with a comradely like I Just saved the galaxy And naturally I'm a hero nationally for upstaging our teachers vanity This Veracity for becoming an anomaly has fuelled my heart with audacity and now I sit lavishly lackingthe spirituality to gallantly care about this municipality that we live in And teachers teach inso I guess my speech ends with a brief description of some frequent fiction Teachers, if we speak upWill you freakin listen?Because this cheap conviction of you I speak is different.