Old School Teacher

Sitting tall under the flag
Blood-red Maple Leaf
You shaped chaos into order
But at home you were a hoarder
Stockpiling stickers, magazines
For a lesson you could glean
Yard stick gripped tight
Helping to read and write
Whizzing it Whizzing it
At the not-so whiz kids
Hidden in bottom desk drawer
That flask that helps you multi-task
(a cask waiting at home)
So you don’t blow a gasket
While immersed in new math
3:30 you drop the mask
Still your teacher’s voice
Then go home, feet up
Sip and snooze
Correct workbooks, booze