I remembered the First Time I Cheated, it was mean, and I didn't mean it

It felt too good to get by, but it only hurt me inside

You see......I sat there contemplating, waiting and debating

Whether or not she saw me doing me

or if she thought I was good

I know it's wrong, but she had her head turned

If she was watching me, she would have known

So then, she had to learn

At first, her respect is what I earned, but her body is what I yearned

All natural African Princess; nappy hair, no perm

The way she crossed her legs was crazy!

She could turn a straight woman the other way

I used to hate to see her leave

But loved to see her walk away

Her scent was unbelieveable, and the scent stayed in her business suits

Had me zoning and imagining eating something more than just fruit

Everyday I watched this lady work

Her magic on me worked

So I listened and paid attention and shy'd away from being a jerk

She liked.....No.....she loved me

I was her favorite because she told me

and if I didn't know something

you better believe Ms. Lady showed me!

Even after work, she had no problems trying to hold me

Now Ms. Lady acting like she don't know me

I wrote her a letter of apology, but she didn't except it

She loved me so much

That when I CHEATED, she started acting wreckless

It broke her heart, and made me never want to do it again

I couldn't help myself

I did it no matter what class I was put in

We not cool anymore

and now, all I think about is her Breathe, Butt and Breast

But she was my 6th Grade Teacher

and she was mad the First Time I Cheated on my Test!

By: Brian L.