My Math teacher's last name is Clay,
He wears his glasses lop-sided, every single day,
And messes up quite often,
Hes like a vampire in a coffin,
Or more like a bat, for he appears blind,
He's humorous, but only sometimes,
He does try his very best,
To teach us and prepare us for the test,
For the better of our lives, he is no deciever,
He is the guy known as my Math teacher.