The classroom calls to me again today,
And I will soon be on my merry way
To teach new students how they might best say
The things that are in them and need let out.
As ever, I approach the task with doubt
That I will do some good and go without
The kinds of troubles I have had before.
Sometimes, in trying not to be a bore,
I veer into such areas of lore
As make many uncomfortable with me.
Yet I have to say the things I see,
And I am not to blame that such things be
As they are, for we are as we are.
It is no wonder I do not go far.