To the tune of `Deck the Halls'.


Deck the boys before my classes,
Ha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ya!
I am sick of all their passes,
Ha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ya!
They want me for their sick pleasures,
Ha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ya!
I'll knock their teeth out for good measure,
Ha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ya!


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