She sends her smiles up to the last benches,
And we backbenchers fight for the last dose;
She walks in the pages of romantic novels
And smiles like Marilyn Monroe. But Miss Brandy
We call her for she is injurious to our health.
We talk 'bout her during off periods
Wishing she teaches every subject;
Had all our teachers been like her--
We'd either reach the fever pitch of craziness
Or have report cards akin to her lovely face.