I hit a student

I used to be a teacher who was admired.

But last year I did something that got me fired.

I hit a student because he told me to go to hell.

I got the boot and I also went to jail.

I regret what I did as I sweep the floor.

I can no longer teach so now I'm a janitor.

My student knew which buttons to push to get me annoyed.

He was a jerk but I shouldn't have hit the boy.

My temper was something that I should've controlled.

It was wrong to hit a student who was only thirteen years old.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem

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