Not Regretted, Professor William, Former Lecturer And Poseur
You have been gone, Uncle William, from this
colloquium; and your words are forgettable;
you are not much missed, though quite a near miss---
a brute hardly qualified to possess a soul.
Starward
[*/+/^]
Author's Notes/Comments:
An academic poem about a former professor, whose hostility toward undergraduate students (us long-haired, jeansclad, barefoot attenders, by compulsion, of his lectures) was brutal.