Ode to a Sweaty Classroom

Well, I survived the first week of school in our non air conditioned building built in 1949! (Although the office has A/C, as does the science/math building which was built in 2004) Today when I should of been paying attention in faculty meeting, I wrote this poem instead-

Ode to a Sweaty Classroom

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The bell rings, the day has begun

And I wonder when my mascara will run-

The intense heat, minds are a whirlin'

How long till the fans start a twirlin'?

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Attempt to stay awake- learn something too.

But with this heat? Oh what can you do?

And in addition, the smell is o'powering

You'd think by now the kids would 'get' showering!

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The day is done- you drag your tired feet

Wondering how you could ever repeat...

The sun is shining, oh when will it end?

The pits, the back- You're sweating AGAIN!

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Try to look cute? HA! That's a laugh!

With all of this heat? I wish I taught math-

Then A/C would be my blessed, blessed friend

In the science building, I wish I could send!

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Alas, the heat is here- come now to stay

At least until fall- when it'll finally go away!

And, so I bear it all with a smile-

Because I love it- the kids are worthwhile.

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So, I entertain and try now to teach-

289 kids... yep, all within my reach.

Though I smell- look like a wilted flower...

Let's face facts- I REALLY NEED A SHOWER!

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