Here they were again, another week, another TeamsMeetZoomEx class. Another hour spent with Fosse there, so Bob couldn't slack off teach magic instead.

"Welcome back...half of class." Bob sniffed. "Well, at least no more of you have been swallowed up since last week." Not for lack of trying, Belle.

"I hope you all enjoyed last week's poem, because we're doing another one this week. Since this is, after all, poetry. This time, we're going to read and discuss it, and your homework for next week is to write one in the same style." Because if he had to do this, so did you.

"So, this week's text." He nodded to Fosse, who sent the poem to them.

Bob looked at it.

"Oh, honestly!"