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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
Written by firesister (Samantha Jane)
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