No More F’s

My teacher told me, “One more #

And you’re not gonna pass”

I said, “I heard you, I ain’t dea#

I’ll study a#ter class”

She asked if I could write a poem

That promised I won’t #ail

“I promised I’ll have no more #’s

My #ocus will prevail”

I’m #inished with her pestering

#rom now on I’ll per#orm

I’m sick of parent con#erences

Demanding I con#orm

This short poem I then texted her

“Poetic though I be

My #ear is even WITH this poem

You’d mark an # #or me

Your class is dumb, I’m un#ull#illed

I never #elt you cared

It’s #unny this is how it ends

This poem o# which you dared

Ms. #ranklin quickly shot right back

By texting me, “Dear Je##

How #oolish you would live in #ear

To think I’d give a #