Hey, Teach! Teach,
I witness that you open up
like lifebread to eat.
My dear teacher
in tolerable words I want to create you,
for I partly love you
but I love you paltry wordily,
poorly badly and absurdly, so
Go get what you want out of me
and get out of me, please, Teach.
Please. The shame in fingering your hem and hawing "hey,
hey, hey Teach,
Teach."
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