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Well at the very least... it inspired poetry. Hope your job gets better soon.

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unfortunate that your job sucks -- to teach,

to dream, hath many rubs, yet prithee, see!

you sit a softer seat than humble me,

who foldeth clothes, and is but paid for each.

i think that if your lesson be disdained,

you simply haven't scared them properly:

go show them It hath no monopoly

on terror, or on dealing loathsome pain:

it floweth bitter in my purple veins,

that sap of Yggdrasil the shady tree

where raven sits, and bleakly calls for me,

just as it called to Coleridge & to Shane.

i only hope you don't teach verse to folks:

your meter's like an Ogden Nash bad joke.

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