Tag Archives: William Shakespeare

They’re A Hawk And A Handsaw

My pets don’t believe in me. I am; they’re unconvinced it’s true. Did Shakespeare have a cat? Did he Encounter skpetsticism, too? You ask, To be, or not to be? When housepets don’t believe in you.

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Marching Orders

One ide all by itself is fine But if you’re offered two, decline.

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The Way To DST Death

Early to rise and yet still sleeping in A not-awful way, I suppose, to begin

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Thoughts Executed

Winter weather threatens leaks In unprotected frozen plumbing; Also poem-posting streaks If wi-fi fails. In case that’s coming I’ll pend this for just before The stroke of twelve tomorrow night. I may be weak, infirm and poor As Lear, yet … Continue reading

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Spenserians Need Not Apply

Five to seven rhymes in fourteen lines With two or three ideas and a “turn” Or volta–which, you’ll be chagrined to learn, Is placed at different points for different kinds– With pentametric iambs down their spines: Spot that, you’ve got … Continue reading

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Good Night, Sweet Prince

“Hey, William Shakespeare’s dead! It’s in the news!” “I know. He died four hundred years ago.” “No, I don’t think so. You’ve got him confused With someone else. This one wrote Romeo And Juliet. We saw that just last week!” … Continue reading

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Shakespeare’s First Folio

We drove five hundred miles to see a book For fifteen minutes. It was worth the look.

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