Kvetchy the teacher

Trina
Kvetchy the teacher
Was a total pedagogue
Did a student make
But a sole mistake,
She would mark it in her log.
She disciplined
Like the monsoon wind
And gave many a detention
If someone still
Broke her rules: "i will
Assign you a suspension!"
Kvetchy the teacher
Was as mean as mean could be
Not a student smiled
Who had been beguiled
By her visage of amiability.
She bestowed
A rigid code
Of propriety and prudence
And if someone broke
The rules she spoke,
She would go yell at her students.
Kvetchy the teacher
Was a disciplinary type
She was really mean
And is turning green
As she is quite "underripe".
She was rude,
In fact, plain crude,
In her invective speech
To listen to
Her scream at you
Was no day at the beach.
Kvetchy the teacher
Had a smell like that of ordure
But we've never yet
Had a chance to get
Rid of her and all her torture.