That Zoom Quiz And Dabbling With The Devil Poem by Shaun Cronick

Maybe slash your wrists,
Or swallow the pills.
Perhaps do even both,
During lockdown ills.

For there's a quiz,
That is your doom.
It just reaches out,
To your living room.

It goes on forever,
Far beyond eternity.
Always cutting out,
Offline a certainty.

Worlds collide,
And stars collapse.
Time just drifts,
As eons elapse.

Innocently you play Zoom,
Expecting fun and revel.
Playing with frustrating fire
Dabbling with the Devil.

For even a heavenly saint,
Will become a cussing sinner.
A quiz invented by Lucifer,
Making Him the outright winner.

Which is the longest of Shakespeare's plays?