"Mr. Mister"

"Mister Mr."

By Arcassin Burnham

Mister Mr. Spare me the cheap talk and all

Of the schemes, 

I'm not amused by your dilemma of sneaking 

Behind scenes, 

I'm just waiting for all of these nightmares to

Turn into dreams,

The problems will occur wherever you are by

All means,

I'm glad to be a teacher,

I hate to be learning, 

While gravity is holding us down, 

Inside we're burning, 

So I lock myself in a freezer to prevent being grilled,

Didn't ask to hear about your gossip,

Please save me the grief.

I'm glad to be a teacher,

Mister Mr. 

"Mister Mr. i'm talking about is actually satan, And he Won't get the best of me and if your careful , then you could block him too". 

- Arcassin B.