|An average Joe, whose time is short,|
finds Goods and Kindred scant support.
|Hieronimo gets driven mad;|
I kid you not, this play is sad.
|Barabbas kills his only daughter|
then betrays the Turks to slaughter.
|Watch out when Wagner's boss agrees|
to deal with Mephistopheles.
|One regicide begets another;|
Gertrude is the hero's mother.
|The 'fox' pretends he bit the dust;|
his ruse elicits greed and lust.
|Cordelia merely seems ungrateful;|
it's her sisters who are hateful.
|Face and Subtle's con is bold,|
as they turn lead to comic gold.
|The title peeress opts to wed|
Antonio; both wind up dead.
|Now Annabella's underground;|
it's such a shame she slept around.
|A rural spouse like Margery|
seems ripe for Horner's cuckoldry.
|The rakish Willmore settles down,|
despite the wayward title noun.
|Kate plays a lowly servant's part|
to vanquish Charles Marlow's heart.
|Lady Sneerwell sure gets taught|
a lesson when her lies are caught.
|He's quite sincere: to get a wife,|
Jack Worthing quits his double life.
|As Tanner gets pursued by Ann,|
he's not a hero, just a man.
|Salvation Army funds are gained|
from Undershaft; his daughter's pained.
|When Christy Mahon said he killed|
his dad, the village girls were thrilled.
|When Abbie bears her stepson's son,|
the Cabots' family tree is done.
|Blanche and Stanley, that spells danger;|
she should find a kinder stranger.
|For Vladimir and Estragon,|
their patience keeps them holding on.
|Though Abigail and Proctor kissed,|
he's not a witch...or Communist.
|The Tyrone family knows addiction;|
is this drama really fiction?
|As Ben and Gus lead lives of crime,|
they're far from mute while killing time.
|Though Mama's windfall's down a third,|
the Youngers' dream is not deferred.
|George and Martha's games aren't fun;|
Nick and Honey better run.
|Oscar's sloppy, there's no doubt.|
His roommate's neat; they'll even out.
|A roaming troupe of actors joins|
two Danish courtiers, flipping coins.
|All that salesman Shelly needs|
is confidence...and stolen leads.
|Young Thomasina's thoughts engage|
with entropy in Byron's age.