Cruel Intentions

Once upon a time

There used to be one teacher,

She was short-heighted

And God damn miser.

I got her for two years,

My hatred against her grew deeper

She used to hate few people

She was our English Teacher.

The way she taught us all

None of us could ever understand her

Her behaviour was so bad

I wanted to kill her!

One day I was so very happy

When she snapped, "Why you're so casual?"

I got angry and wanted to say

"Don't talk to me in a way that seems unusual!"

I wanted to kick off her ass

My friends wanted to tear her apart

We used to refer her as Mrs. Dwarf

Why couldn't we just move apart?

Whenever she used to enter the classroom,

I couldn't make her out

When she took place,

"Good Morning everyone", at the top of her voice, she used to shout.

Few teachers used to talk to talk to her

Everyone's hatred against her grew deeper

She used to hate the population

She was our English Teacher.

                                               —Bidyut kumar Sarkar