As the Teacher Droned on

I was sitting in my classs,
As the teacher droned on.
Bees buzzed by the window glass,
As the teacher droned on.
I was soon stung by the bees,
And my nose began to sneeze,
And then my lungs began to wheeze,
As the teacher droned on.

I then whimpered and I then moaned,
As the teacher droned on.
I then shrieked and I then groaned,
As the teacher droned on.
I saw my life flash by my eye,
And I knew that I soon would die,
And I then prayed up to the sky,
As the teacher droned on.

And then I was on my deathbed,
As the teacher droned on.
The coroner soon pronounced me dead,
As the teacher droned on.
I had died most senselessly,
But the teacher couldn’t care less ‘bout me,
I know this because this happened to me,
As the teacher droned on.

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