When Ai Comes For Me

When AI comes for me
    I shall gladly agree
  Here, sucker, please take my class
    They're a regular old pain in the axe

  Have fun understanding how they jawbone
    Instead of teeth, their mouths are filled with stones
  And good luck trying to read their writing
    It's a cross between hen-scratch and cock-fighting

  As for their collective attention span
    It's akin to an ant's in a sizzling-hot frying pan  
  And, of course, the boys' hormones run wild
    Most girls by the second day of class defiled  

  But I know you'll be fine, Mr. AI, Mr. Wave of the Future
    Hope you don't mind your 'expertise' getting sutured
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Delaney Avatar
April 4, 2023 at 2:05 PM
Gershon: How disheartening for you. When behaving badly became cool and merit and excellence devalued that’s when the down ward slide began. It is all up to the individual. SuZ
Lawless Avatar
April 4, 2023 at 4:05 AM
perhaps the AI teacher will come equipped with a built in laser beam attention getter. I have suggested to several that "if ya gotta Google it, ya don't know it"
Hawkins Avatar
April 3, 2023 at 8:22 PM
Some young teens do not realise or want to know how important a good education is to succeed in the outside world. They do not appear to have any self-respect for themselves or others. I do not envy the teachers of today. It must be disheartening to try to educate such ungrateful ( ignorant) children)
Wolf Avatar
April 3, 2023 at 8:32 PM
Trust me, I 'fought the good fight' with high-schoolers for 25 years, for most of which the kids (and I) passed with flying colors... But when the parents of the kids turned against me (and the other teachers), that was enough. My last two years were brutal, I must say. My time had come and gone, I guess... ~ All Pronouned Out!
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