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Damned Professor
English is what I speak
English is what I know
People I do not know
Words with them come and they go
So professor sir
Why make my mind stir?
I do not wish to understand the complex strands
Why force me to speak to them with my hands?
I'm not tech savvy
And no offence but you're kind of flabby
I can speak when I choose
I do believe you've had too much booze
Slurring your words my dear professor?
Who could've thought you're quite the guesser
My A in class was well earned
Don't be a snob with your hand turned
I can't wait till next semester
I'll make it hell you damned professor
English is what I know
People I do not know
Words with them come and they go
So professor sir
Why make my mind stir?
I do not wish to understand the complex strands
Why force me to speak to them with my hands?
I'm not tech savvy
And no offence but you're kind of flabby
I can speak when I choose
I do believe you've had too much booze
Slurring your words my dear professor?
Who could've thought you're quite the guesser
My A in class was well earned
Don't be a snob with your hand turned
I can't wait till next semester
I'll make it hell you damned professor
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