I wrote this for an English teacher who I particularly enjoyed, harsh criticism is welcome as I’m planning to give it to her and I don't want to look like
too much of a fool

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Just sit back, relax, I’m not here out of spite
I’ve got facts to relate, I’ve a smile to ignite
Though I bleed raw red ink
And bruise under true words
Don’t think for a moment
I’ll regret what I’ve heard
Thanks
For joy hurt and confusion
For the work you require
Fuel to my delusions
Simple ways you inspire
This is
only your job
But only
only to you
I know a small mob
Who’d explain why that’s true
So thanks and goodbye, I’ll ask please excuse
A boy’s simple smiles, he’s in awe of a muse.