When I taught Constitutional Law a djinn
Audited the course, sitting
towards the back
When he grew bored he'd
animate
Small men made of fire and
send them
Scurrying around his chair.
Sometimes
They'd wander down the
aisle
And strut behind me,
imitating my gestures.
I blame this, partly, for
the university's
Refusal to grant me tenure
or to now admit
I ever worked there
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