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Here is a short poem I have written about my math teacher I had in 6th grade. He has scarred me for life. PLEASE READ IT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK IT'S REALLY SHORT! Now keep in mind that he is really mean and hairy and all the kids hated him and were afraid of him. This poem is called "g*y Hairy Beast" because that's what my family always refered to him as.~~g*y HAIRY BEAST~~That horrid cave in which he dwellsYou can't walk in without a yell.Scares to live and lives to scare.Every inch covered with hair.He turns around with a scowl on his faceIt's like spraying children's eyes with mace.Not a human, barely a creature.Sad and lame excuse for a teacher.That dreadful dungeon where he thrivesYou can't go in and come out alive.Roars to live and lives to roar.Frightens children to the core.He turns around with a scowl on his face.It's like spraying children's eyes with mace.Not a human, barely a creature.Sad and lame excuse for a teacher.
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