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May 2014
They ******* up your teachers man.
They do not mean to but they do.
They dictate all the things we can
And all the drugs we cannot do.

But they were ****** up in their turn,
Encaged in essays, books, and notes,
And half the time were drunk or ******,
And half with pills thrown down their throats.

Teachers teach our misery to us,
Wreaking havoc on our mental health,
So study as much as you possibly can,
And for God's sake do not teach yourself.
Shane Oltingir
Written by
Shane Oltingir  England
(England)   
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