Today a zero was the lowest grade
In the evil ecliptic English class
By this quiz a person was broken made
As if they were formed from beautiful glass
The Mad teacher he buzzed about the mess
He moved across the room, denied the rest
Then he saw my paper no more no less
I received a five and I do not jest.
You, in your hell of which you can never speak
He dwelled with you as if your tongue had become your cheek
He laughed in your face of your grotesque ways
You saw yourself die that statuesque day
When your mouth was closed it was then that you died
It all began when you lied.
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