will the real teacher's pet stand up

.

                               whistling 
                  mine lip's made the rough
                                   uv i
                              vulnerable
                 and the teacher fancied this
                              every new
                            mine disturb
                          forcing I alone
                       behind the shuffle
                         that bell caused

                  mine class mates laughed
                        whilst mine tutor
                                smiled
                             right unto
                          that shuffle in
                        that blasted bell
                               caused
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