The Making of a Bard
In our times, Shakespeare is finding it hard,
His poised quill and nerves constantly on guard,
The Alehouses serve no mead,*
He can't drive a metal steed,
But, Starbucks Mocha doth maketh the Bard
Date: 26/02/23
Contest: Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Andrea Deitrich
*Medieval drink comprising of honey
Copyright © W J Clarke | Year Posted 2023
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