This goes out to alex102 and his sister who have requested a poem about aggressive, pushy parents who represent a repulsive and stressful element of teaching. Now, this isn’t an area of expertise for me. I don’t have the most hands-on parents. But here we go. We’ll try Tanka: 5-7-5-7-7. Let me know what you think.
Where has the time gone?
Seems we talked not long ago
About your damn kid
You know, he’s just not that smart
Call me again…I’ll kill you
Congratulations on making it through another week. I’m sure next week will be a treat. But then…Oh, Yeah…It’s the big one. Got my eyes on that.