I've complained about teaching before, but sometimes it is a real joy.
Occassionally, a student will turn in something like this (reprinted with permission):
It's hard to concentrate on my homework
with all the things stressing me out right now.
My sister's in my ear, going berserk
and I'm so hungry I could eat a cow.
The chair I'm sitting in feels like a rock
and I still have some calculus to do.
My Facebook friends keep urging me to talk.
[Sister's] shooting Nerf darts at me too.
Seriously this homework really sucks!
I want an ice cream sundae, right now please!
I'm thinking hard but I keep getting stuck.
All of this stress is weighing down on me.
And worst of all, when I'm done with this here,
Mr. Polson's making us read Shakespeare.
Ah, assignments like this warm the cockles of my heart.