Glories and riches were we promised
So we would endure the teacher’s tirade
The differential equations and the organic formulas
All which seem but nought now
As we bombard our governments
With our cries of unemployment
The teacher wants more recognition
The student seeks a justification
For enduring the classroom and the teacher
And the poet sits back
Smiles and thanks the teacher
For teaching her to write.
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