I had a life before algebra.

What has he done to it?

Now i waist my day trying to decipher parenthetical math sentences

Agony,

beyond power of three

When the numbers you want

Are the only ones out of your reach

Ego sum in manga miseria

That is what i should say

When i have to go home and translate latin smut three pages a day

Why won’t quintus go to hell

Agony

Much more vulgar than yours

When you have to keep reading of slaves and their dealings and sex driven whores

Agony

Oh the trauma they’ll leave

What’s as exhausting

Or half so revolting

As the answers you need

Am i not intelligent

Careful meticulous

Driven excitable

rightly inquisitive

nerdy

You’re all a math teacher could wish for

Then why no

Do i know

That turner is mad

You know nothing of madness

Till you know the saddening ending

Of unit one’s setting

The people all running from

Volcanoes erupting

Eheu oh tempora oh god no why

Agony misery woe

Exam stress gets to me

When my hand is raised high

Motivation is low

The teacher’s out of reach (dammit)

Agony

My g.p.a. has died

Oh well high school

Bye bye

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