’tis 458 twelvemonths since mine geniture, but still I’m a cool dude in the eyes of those that lendeth me their ears.
This day, mine Romeo wouldst weareth a baseball cap backeth to the front, his Juliet a frock of brazen brevity. Richard the third wouldst giveth his kingdom for a Ferrari. The Maggot-pie bird that did the noble Macbeth dread, becometh Twitter.
Letteth us fill our goblets to overflowing with juice of the vine and raise them high and doeth it again four centuries hence!
I’ll still be around strutting my stuff even though you won’t be buddy!
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Lisa Fox for the picture.
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