Othello. He hated Jello.

He was a Moor and things that shake

destroyed his mellow.

And his good wife, Desdemona,

who lived in Venice but quite enjoyed Barcelona,

got entangled with Iago,

who was a tough guy from Detroit or else Chicago.

There were some Turks,

but they got drownded.

And Desdemona dropped her hankie and got grounded.

And meanwhile Cassio, who was a soldier,

becomes important in act five when he gets older.

But when Othello strangles his wife,

you realize the play’s run out of life.

The bad Iago, mute on the shelf,

kills his own wife, and then Othello kills himself.

The play then ends. You go outside.

It seems it’s either have a drink or suicide.

You hit the pub. And close the door,

not sure if you like Shakespeare any moor.