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This sorry note is addressed to the children
in my class,
If I do not do well with this, in school,
I will not pass.
So for the sake of my good future this note,
I will write
All I hope, is that the teacher is,
Nowhere near our sight.
For those of you, who tacks and glue,
Upon which you have sat,
I'm sorry but the seat's open to me,
Just like a welcome mat.
Miss Margaret May, I'm sad to say
Your anger was quite clear
That black mail I sent,
For the entire school to hear.
Those notes I passed, just simply read
Answers for classmates needing help.
But Katie seemed, against my will
To give a tattle-like yelp.
Tommy was a cool show and tell-
Little brothers are always great,
Except for that really big booger-
That he, disgustingly ate.
Lunch lady, those meatballs,
Made of toenails and scum
Were, in your eyes, better to eat
Than watermelon Bubblicious gum.
Mrs. Smithson, dear God,
May she rest in peace,
The heart attack was unnecessary-
They were just poor harmless meece.
And all you nerds who called me
Well I guess I've been quite naughty
I feel kinda' bad about afterwards,
When I flushed your books down the potty.
And all the spitballs, that I wrongly chose
To very rudely vault,
I apologize, I hope you realize,
That none of this was my fault.