A/N- I wrote this back in eighth grade, back before I became depressed... That's why it's so happy, so much different from my usual.
Today I went to sit in my class
Awaiting my teacher's arrival
I waited so, but she did not come
So my brain went into a rival
Where was my teacher? I thought to myself
Did eighth grade already pass?
I noticed something, so then I thought
Where was the rest of the class?
I waited there for hours a plenty
My head drooped on my fist
But where was she? A thought then hit me
Did my math teacher really exist?
So then I laughed; she had to exist
To think it was really dumb
I waited some more, four hours exactly
My my math teacher did not come
I didn't understand it at all
I went to check my list
But the name was gone, and so alas
My math teacher did not exist
Inspired by a typo on my schedule back in eighth grade