The Substitute

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The Substitute was ready for the day. The class planned to leave her astray. What a day! What a day! The Substitute had the plan. The class was getting out of hand. What a day! What a day! Screaming, yelling, get out of their chairs. The Substitute was in a state of desapir. What a day! What a day! The Substitute finally put her foot down. She made an enormous terrible sound. What a day! What a day! "Put your heads on the desk! Don't talk anymore. I've never seen as bad of a class That is rotten to the core!" What a day! What a day! The class was taken aback. They decided to stay on a better tract. No more screaming or yelling. No more running around in class. Finally, the Substitute had respect at last. That's until she accidentally tripped upon her ass. What a day! What a day! What an awful, awful day!