to my math teacher

To my math teacher You think you all that but you are just a rat You think we want you to teach us but we do not You little rat You itching with your head with a pen like you are ten When you take down you hair we all run because we are scared Why are you a teacher this year if you don’t want us next year Throwing you glasses across the room makes you seem two Making kids cry girl bye You think you all that being a brat You said you were going to retire last year what happened to that? You asking why we are yawning but is is because of you Stop teaching fifth grade if you don’t want us anyways