With college near, my greatest fear,
My grades wont be enough.
The price I pay, to get my A,
My Harvard plan is tough.
I got a B, this just cant be,
I need a better grade.
So I asked Sue, what can I do?
She said to make a trade.
What do you mean, I might be keen,
Do tell, what must be done.
Well Mr. Lee, gave June a D,
So she wriggled on his gun.
Marry Lou, was failing too,
Would surely be held back.
Caught Mr. Ball, at end of hall,
Massaged his swollen sack.
My mind a swirl, my swelling pearl,
Those lines I need not cross.
I often see, Them stare at me,
Yes I will be their boss.
I knew it wrong, I wore a thong,
Against the school law.
My plan burlesque, sat at my desk,
Made sure my teacher saw.
I spread my knee, so he could see,
His eyes did open wide.
Sent him a note, on that I wrote,
I know you want inside.
For you to play, I need an A,
I'll wait here after bell.
Now on your knees, as you must please,
And hope I do not tell.
Pull down my thong, and lick me long,
Now suck hard on my clit.
Grab my bum, and make me cum,
Lick those juices from my slit.
Once he was done, I note his gun,
Was leaking in his pants.
A steady drain, that made a stain,
Sauntered past, without a glance.
There is no length, my newfound strength,
Can get me in this school.
Each teacher's weak, The wrath I'll wreak,
They'll line, to touch my jewel.