Junior. Here's where I die. Where's that hateful book? It won't do any good to lose it, there are a dozen more copies in the bookcase. (sings)
"Hang Geof Chaucer on a sour apple tree,
Hang Geof Chaucer on a sour apple tree,
Hang Geof Chaucer on a sour apple tree,
Our teacher marks us on!"
(exit as she sings)
(The curtain in front of the bookcase shakes more violently than before. Then from behind the curtain comes the voice of the Wife of Bath.)
Wife
.
Ladies, I prithee harkneth for the best.
Can Chaucer's children swich words hear, and rest?
This is the point, to speken short and pleyn,
We, one and all, were usèd with desdeyn.