Individual poem composed from Catherine Lin's Little Ironies

The Teacher
Teaching students like a machine,
Teach, teach, teach and teach.
But the words go in and always come out,
And they never show any gratitude at all.

Teaching Secondary four students English,
Grammar, Tenses and Vocabulary.
But they never take it to heart,
And their composition writing was a piece of shit!

Just like one girl,
Teaching her for four years.
But her composition get worse everyday,
Totally no hope.

Needing to sit for General Certificate of Education
In three months time,
But her composition was still full of mistakes.
Worse is, she can only write one sentence correctly.

Teaching till our faces turn blue,
But they just didn't care.
Asking her to write about "The Strangers",
In the end she writes about her father caning her.
I have no alternative but to give her a F9,
God! How i wish i could help her.

News reach the school,
That the girl jump down from the eleventh floor.
Such a shy and timid girl,
How i wish i could help her and she could share her trouble,
But... she was just a fragile girl.