The Legend of Ms. Garcia

She rose like a rose from the desert
 A senorita with text book in hand
 But one never failed to drop things 'neath her desk
 Cuz she wore nothing up under her dress
 Ms Garcia
 The vaguely slutty Spanish teacher
 What young man could learn how to roll is R's
 When his pants look like they are hiding cigars
 The only phrase in his mind is "Estoy cachando"
 Which is Spanish for "I'm super horny"
 Visions of hot dogs wrapped in tortillas
 Twas the legend of Ms Garcia
 Things got weird when she taught them "el burro"
 It's a donkey or ass she would say
 Now use it in a sentence
 Frank, you're up to bat
 He said, Can I wear your burro as a hat?
 Ms Garcia
 The vaguely slutty Spanish teacher
 The girls in the class conjugate verbs correct
 The boys cannot think cuz they're fully erect
 She tells them "el gato, ees mean pussy cat"
 And ten boys run for the bathroom
 Except for poor Carlos, cuz she is his tia
 Twas the legend of Ms Garcia
 They scream "Te amo" as they throw roses at her feet
 To get a look at her back seat
 Like a pinata filled with meat
 Ms Garcia
 The vaguely slutty Spanish teacher
 They try to get her outside on a good windy day
 Like a Mexican Marilyn on a subway grate
 If the wind is just right you'd swear you smell tacos
 And the boys become stiff as the breeze
 They'd hoped she was easy like a shelf from Ikea
 Twas the legend of Ms Garcia
 To me it was hearsay and rumor
 Second hand knowledge at best
 My own thirst for truth would never be quenched
 Because I took French.