A/N: Finally done with the term!!! Which means no more raging bitch art teacher!!! Yay! I wrote this poem last year, when I hated my science teacher. I have science starting on Tuesday, and I can honestly say I'm scared. Oh well. I hope this makes you smile, but if it's not funny, just tell me. :D

Science

Science is the dumbest class,
I hate the teacher, she's an ass,
I hate every minute of it,
Wanna scream 'bout every grade I get.

Why should I care about clouds and such?
Why must Mrs. Kubat talk so much?
I don't wanna go to science today,
If anyone asks me I'll say it's too gay!

My teacher's a fag,
She likes to nag,
She tells me my paper's written poor,
I thought it was worth more.

She disagrees yet again,
We do this every now and then,
I want to scream, pull out my hair,
I want to push her down the stairs.

Mrs. Kubat talks about crappy things,
Like acid rain and what it brings,
And soil pulled up from the Earth,
We even talked about child birth!

I say one thing, she says no,
"And whatever I say goes!"
She's such a little science witch,
As a teacher, she's a raging bitch.

"The world would be knocked up"
No it wouldn't, you're so corrupt
You know I hate it when you talk
And the squeaking noise you make with chalk.

You know what?
I give up
Science, I'm afraid that you have one
That's all I can say, this poem is now done.