Fugitive Fragments

by Mike McGuire

Shakespeare Today II – The Sequel

ShakespeareSonnet2

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So doth my tights now hasten to their end
Though only aged five hundred years or more
They’re now past mine ability to mend.
O loss! their colour flatter’d me I know,
That others pointed to them is fair proof;
But holes that showed in privy place below
Display’d the rarities of nature’s truth.
Alack! I now must seek some modern pants
And those have some dread detriments ’tis said,
Some shorter curly hairs may feel the angst
Of metal zippers grinding as they’re shred.
My shapely rear no longer will engage
And such is sad when all the world’s a stage.

read the original – Shakespeare Today 1

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44 thoughts on “Shakespeare Today II – The Sequel

  1. ROTFL !

    Bravo! Bravo!

    Well done.

    *standing ovation*

  2. pi314chron on said:

    Wonderfully irreverent and charming out the kazoo! I’ve studied the “authorship question” for years but never had as much fun as when I read this delight! Oh, thanks also for the triple “like” on three of my recent haiku! Much appreciated.

    Ron

  3. Read with a smile @}-

  4. Amazing, described well the perspective today.

  5. Great tribute and recreation
    Best regards Aquileana :)

  6. oh, what a ripper! (oops, no pun intended)

  7. wow, very nice read!

  8. A hole for the ages…

    Good one!

    R.

  9. That got a belly laugh. I’m proud to have reason to compare myself to Shakespeare…I have a drawer full of tights like that! :-)

    • When you’re world famous that drawer will be worth a fortune on eBay :D
      I’m pleased to have earned a distant chuckle today Jackie – thanks for letting me know.

  10. Something for his Christmas list methinks!
    Amusing as ever, Mike : )

  11. I loved it! Very good read Mike.

  12. Replacement, aye, indeed for ragged trows
    Though, ‘struth that mine are holier than thou’s

  13. Reblogged this on Fool's Blog and commented:
    this is worthy! ;)

  14. Reading about Willy’s breeches
    To the ceiling my laughter reaches.
    Aye, Will! Throw on some jeans
    and quit your whinin’s.
    ;-)

  15. When they’re gone, they’re gone.

  16. Oh, I love it, Mike; it’s wonderful!

  17. Love it, Mike! :-D Great way to start the morning… with a smile :-)

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