What a sorry little man they sent to
supervise my class.
His mouth is twice as windy 'cause the
fat blocks up his ass.
He thinks his jokes are funny, but they
never seem to land.
He went to college, and found learning,
but no way to understand
That he's just because he knows things
doesn't mean that he's unique,
That knowing things we don't care about
won't bring him what he seeks,
and that have of what he thinks he
knows seems faulty anyway.
I'd flirt with him to see him squirm,
but I think he might be gay.
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