I was browsing through my old high school stuff and came across a poem i wrote about my high school math teacher he was awful...sorry its so short.
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Hate always counts down 5,4,3,2,1
He'll give you detention if your homework is not done
Hate has four teeth,two eyes and one nose
He'll give you a referrel and a "F" I suppose
Hate doesn't know how to match
When he dies he'll be green
I'll always remember hate because he was so mean...
