She walked in with books
Dressed fine and had good looks
But the class was full of crooks
Who like drifts swayed by brooks
For the lesson, the had ran out
Reason, what is it all about!?
The subject induced sleep throughout
Students accustomed by tutors' shout
The power of knowledge declined
I guess another tutor, in, was signed
Students like ants aligned
And once more the class confined..
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