Guilt wraps its tentacles and Macbeth starts to chafe.
Banquo's been stabbed but little Fleance has fled,
Macbeth complains that the dead should stay dead.
Rarely do we get into the mind of a serial killer,
This ride is one heck of a physiological thriller!
Crack open your plays and read Act Four, Scene one
And watch the witches toy with Macbeth just for fun.
Your reverse poems are due in just three weeks' time,
Don't hand it in late, that's like committing student-crime.
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