Sonnet to a Setwork

Just the product of being bored in class. We were reading Othello when I wrote this.

Sonnet to a Setwork

On and on the endless drone
'Till I'm a greyed and wrinkled crone
Meaningless words wash over me
The rhythmic verse of the doldrum sea

Death and murder, please come quick
Watch the clock's spiteful hand slowly tick
On and on goes Iago's soliloquy
On and on, meaningless to me

How is this useful? When will we need
Shakespeare's rambles. My ears do bleed.
See my nails lengthen, my hair grow.
Ring, bell, ring. Go, clock, go.

Please sir, wilt thou not have a care?
We're not interested in Desdemona's affair.