I come into class late,

(a minute or two).

My excuse:

Chatting with friends,

Is that so bad?

You give late slip,

And a trip to detention.

You meanie!

I sit.

You talk.

Boring.

I make paper planes.

I throw and disrupt the class.

You snap and take it from me.

Meanie!

You talk some more.

I talk with my friends.

A little loud,

A little quiet with notes.

You see the note.

You take.

Oh my God! You mean teacher!

You mention homework.

I didn’t do mine.

I didn’t want to.

You give me a zero.

How can you be so mean?!

You talk about a test.

I freak. You don’t care.

You gave us two weeks to study

And now twenty extra minutes.

But I don’t feel like it.

Yawn.

I draw in my notebook instead.

So much funner.

You take my drawing,

And tell me to sit up front.

Meanie!

Test time.

I don’t understand it.

I’m going to fail.

You should’ve given me more time

To study.

Left blank.

You take. Give F.

Mom will freak.

I can’t believe you’re such a mean teacher!

I yell it at you,

And a lot of other things.

Screw you!

You’re the meanest teacher alive!

You send me to the principal,

Who sends me home to mother,

Who punishes me.

You’ve ruined my life, you mean teacher!

I hate you!

You don’t deserve to live!

It’s all your fault!

Mean teacher! Mean teacher! Mean teacher!

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A/N: OK, before you say anything, I’d like to explain. These aren’t my own feelings toward a teacher. It is a parody of how stupid some people can be. It came to me a couple days ago when these kids in my class were being obnoxious little brats who weren’t doing their work, so the teacher rightfully punished them. They call her all sorts of names when they brought it upon themselves. I know some teachers can be unfair, but some people seriously need to know the difference between a teacher actually being unfair and the student being an arrogant jackass. Anyway, that’s that.