Day Twenty-two

Today's words:

Teacher

Robot

Prank

Card

Pillar

Pill

It isn't easy being a teacher.

You've got to avoid seeming like a robot.

You know one kid will always pull a prank

On you. But sometimes you'll get a nice card.

That makes it easier to be a pillar

Of society, rather than simply a pill.

But she really was a pill

My first teacher.

Like Lot's wife, I'd've turned her into a pillar

Of salt if I could have. She spoke like a robot.

I dreaded my report card

And dreamed of a prank

To get her with. Nothing mean, just a harmless prank,

Just to let her know what a pill

She was. A warning, like a yellow card

In football. Just to remind the teacher

I'm not a robot.

I'm no pillar

Either, but who wants to be a pillar?

You couldn't pull a prank.

You're basically a robot.

Unfortunately there's no pill

To take for that. So listen to the teacher

And pray for a good report card.

And now I'm grown, a card-

Carrying pillar

Of my field. Was it because I had a good teacher?

Or has someone played a prank

On me, giving me a pill

To turn me into a robot?

Because sometimes I feel like a robot.

As I hand out my business card

I wonder if there's a pill

To change me back from a pillar

To the kid who wanted to prank

Her teacher.

So which is it, a robot or a pillar?

A nice card or a mischievous prank?

A bitter pill or a thoughtful teacher?