The Grammar Nazi

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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She doesn't goose step when she passes me by She never says 'Sieg Heil' when I say 'hi' She wears no insignia on her arm or upon her chest And nowhere on her, do I see a swastika crest, She looks so peaceful and happy from what I see She smiles and jokes and laughs so happily But then her demeanor changes in the wink of an eye She becomes someone else, whom I hate and despise, When I write her a message to talk about my day I could almost hear her swearing though I am miles away I could see her beating her fist down upon her hand or her desk While correcting my wording and the spelling that's in my text, She says my messages they must always be decoded As my sentence structure to her is rotted away and eroded She is evil and hateful when she curses me on my grammar Then all I hear from her is nothing, but her constant yammer, What ever happened to the person that she was once before As she has never been judgmental or ever fought in a war Who do you blame besides her schooling to some degree Look and listen to her now, she's became a grammar Nazi

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