To the activist

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Dear teacher,

It wasn't my fault I'm not like you

and wasn't my fault your like that

did I push you to your schemes

doing your evils deeds

or so called dreams

Did I drink a pool of growth pills

as you drank your beer to school

no I didn't

and you were caught

I was born like this

you chose to taught

I perfect your exams

Your just a tot

I hate your teaching

and for worse its math

to others you did your best

to pull their grades up

I didn't

and you just cut the thread

being tall is a behavior

I have the lowest there


With wrath,



Go fuck yourself sir

just do it


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