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Distant Thoughts
Distant Thoughts
Who the hell is this Shakespeare dude
and why am I reading this play under a tree?
God these shoes are killing me.
I wonder what’s for supper tonight.
Pray God the king didn’t go hunting,
the kill of the day last week was his squire.
I can’t remember the last time we went out
to eat. No balls, no beheadings, not even
a festival on the town square. We have
got to be the most boring Royal Family ever.
Well! Back to the play.
“Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo”
OH! Wherefore is the end of this play?
They’ll prattle on about it at supper as
if it has some great significance. Yeah,
and therefore, harken to the call of the
heart. I wonder if Prince Harrison likes me?
He’s kinda nice, cute in a peculiar sort of way.
I wonder how far I could walk with this
book on top of my head. Damn I’m bored.
5/26/2014
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John Lawless
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