Ode to Teacher

A note for My arts/health teacher:

oh ms aziz, you've got no rizz, all she do is screams, whether u like it or not, she thinks this makes her hot, she thinks this makes her pop but it just makes me want to crack her head from the top, until she says STOP, and down on the ground she goes plop... and her screaming has finally stopped, and my plan hasn't flopped thus far.... plan B is ram her with my car, fill her shoes with tar, and the prahnas i'll set on her go RAWR... she don't know what she coming for.

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Listen here, buttercup. This ain't rocket science. This dude wrote a poem about how much they hate their teacher, Ms. Aziz. They wanna crack her head open, run her over with a car, fill her shoes with tar, and unleash piranhas on her. It's dark, it's twisted, and it's probably just a cry for help because you probably have a learning disability or something. Just saying.

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