To crawl, the impossible crawl
to swear, the most swearable curse
to bear all the ******** they throw us
and not, leave the place in a hearse
To nod, when you just want to punch
to eat, every snack that you see
to cry, when you misplace a pencil
or meltdown when you can’t find your keys
This is our quest!
To get to the end!
Without killing a colleague,
or upsetting our friends
To still teach fractious kids
without question or pause
to stride strong into period 5
without breaking some laws
And I know that the end is in sight
so I’ll bite my lip
late July will be peaceful and calm
with a big gin to sip
And the future will not be so bad
to our heart and skills we affirm
September we’ll all start again
but for now we consign to the past
the unteachable term
Jun 16, 2021
Jun 16, 2021 at 1:08 PM UTC
To crawl, the impossible crawl
to swear, the most swearable curse
to bear all the ******** they throw us
and not, leave the place in a hearse
To nod, when you just want to punch
to eat, every snack that you see
to cry, when you misplace a pencil
or meltdown when you can’t find your keys
This is our quest!
To get to the end!
Without killing a colleague,
or upsetting our friends
To still teach fractious kids
without question or pause
to stride strong into period 5
without breaking some laws
And I know that the end is in sight
so I’ll bite my lip
late July will be peaceful and calm
with a big gin to sip
And the future will not be so bad
to our heart and skills we affirm
September we’ll all start again
but for now we consign to the past
the unteachable term
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