I would like to inform you that I cannot hold myself responsible for any future outbursts of disgust should you continue to rhyme Yeats with Keats. You're teaching a class on Romantic and Post-Romantic English Literature, for fuck's sake. Here, I even found a limerick to help you remember the proper pronounciation. Thanks.
Sincerely,
this raw youth
P.S. Please inform the English professor whose office is next to yours that Sir Gawain does not rhyme with Wayne. Much obliged.
