Each semester my Professor teaches words that are clever...
And whether the pleasure reaches stars I would never...
Sever the treasure, or display my displeasure...
In weather when we are together...

And despite the fact that sometimes I'm stressed...
I'm blessed when I'm pressed to pass these hard tests...
And though I profess, and truly confess...
I'm less stressed when in recess...

I thank all my teachers for all that they teach...
Each one a bright star that is just beyond reach...
They never do preach, they correct my bad speech...
Each week they critique what I speak....