The oldest students are the loudest talkers,
and Kathy is hurting our hangovers.

More than hurting, maybe; my eyes
avoid her: each goes a different way.

They burned so many of us, she says,
that the walls of their ovens dripped tallow.

There were female bishops, too, 
before Nicea took them.

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