The Merchant of Venice Has Gone Missing From My Classroom Shelf
Now, I suspect the economics teacher
But he suspects me and
The case goes on into the term
As we gently move
From one story to another
But I've got all the other plays, so they look good
Break time and lunch time
Offer time for time to call witnesses
Or suspects one by one
They file in looking confused and disconcerted
Like ordering a sandwich in a trench coat
Tripping out and seeing floating cheese
I'm trying to engage in a conversation
I'm trying to teach with a blocked ear
Zedonks and why IKEA has no windows
That play's rubbish anyway.
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