Professor allhatsoff

The department needed someone who
could fill allhatsoff's well polished shoes
Morning sunshine across student's heads
Final exam worries fought thoughts of the weekend

No scalp rubs or injections for their brains
Just lip mutter and tongue blabber but not in vain
Information like a train from the voicebox station veers
Stopping at every hormone soaked ear

Luggage and children spill across the platform
Predictably awry as thoughts struggle to conform
But bags and kids get inevitably packed, hearts intact
Another generation of adolescents breach the threshold on track

Professor allhatsoff invites the new teacher in
Heartwarming speech using well sharpened similies to begin
coating them in a fine layer of purpose, dutifulness that dressed like the truth
Defining roles like the fine tile finish of a town's train ticket office roof

Five leaps and a skip from retirement
The abyss waits smiling
The new professor loaded from the wrist to the armpit with books
Seductive morning sunshine didactically lighting up wall diagrams to say "look"

Allhatsoff threw tips on the new teacher intending
Promise occupied his voice and whistled at each sentence ending
Dark black framed glasses the soot stained train-tracks of his career
Floppy grey fringe wavering like his tongue did when his words seemed to care

The new professor knew he wouldn't remember everything he should
Except the moment when the classroom itself cringed when Allhatsoff left for good.