GerryTulip

Joined: 14 Nov 2007
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 3:48 am Post subject: |
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A hagwon boss' lament.
Oh where art thou now oh exotic foreign teacher,
On whom my business relied,
I made you teach 46 classes per week,
And now you've slipped into the night.
The lack of forward thinking,
and the fact that you have ran,
Has left me truely up shit creek,
For there is no contingency plan.
I'll cover the classes as best I can,
but when the mothers realise,
that there is no foreign monkey dancing,
they'll surely cut their ties.
And so I say to you selfish foreigner,
46 classes, no breaks, average pay,
Why ever did you run from me,
your workload was a Korean's holiday. |
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