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Substitute


You left us busy work and a sub

We rewrote Oedipus the King

The back of your quiz made an exquisite canvas

We made Oedipus a time traveling cyborg 

Who fucks the sphynx

Kills Apollo

Is put inside the womb of a poor jewish woman

Fakes his crucifixion 

And then through a series of time traveling conundrums kills himself 

creating a wormhole that swallows the universe

I got more out of that class 

Than the three years I've had you

 
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