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[aid] => mick
[title] => demon teacher
[time] => 2005-06-08 17:42:12
[hometext] => you'll know what i mean...
[bodytext] => Well were can i start;i hate you more than anyother teacher and thats not just because you only pick on me in class,it's because your a shamble to the whole school,you should be fired,not in that way,i mean with a real gun,then dumped outside the premises of our school by the caretaker and be taken away by the local dustbin men,seriously now i really don't like you and i don't expect you to even like me,never mind stand me,so i thought i'd take the most precious fragment of my time and write my true feelings down through P.E.E,im actually greatful about that P.E.E thing,it got alot of these trapped feelings out,i needed to say so badly,these really are my exact thoughts about you,everytime i hear your cold,cruel intentioned voice,it sends a shiver down my spine and everytime i see your evil eyes staring at me from over your text book,my heart stops beating,your like the walking grim,evil,really you are,i can't explain a better word for you,just plain old cold hearted,i mean you give me detentions over laughing,i know you don't like emotions,since your a robot,but i really think you need to adjust your head,because it really seems like it's falling off,you're a crank pot,a danger sign should be placed ontop of your head and a safety button on your forehead,i mean come on,you're like the demon teacher,you listen to us all breathing,if one of us coughs we're done for,thats how cruel you are! Sir,i really don't like you,not one bit,not a tiny atom of likelyness passes through me to you. If only i could tell you this to your face,but if i did,i wouldn't have a face left,just a smoldering mark were your eyes popped and exploded with anger,oh well,maybe in two years time,when i'll be free from your grasp i shall whisper my thoughts as i leave forever,untill then,i'll see you next lesson,sir. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 485 [topic] => 67 [informant] => Hannah_Heaven [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => schoolproblems )
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