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Poem about William Shakespeare from English class ages ago. |
Born in 1564 in Stratford-upon-Avon Father: John, Mother gone: Holy Geeze Froinlaven! John had financial trouble, in 1578 Bankruptcy 1586, was the only way Willie married Hathaway in 1582 In 1583 he had, a daughter he name Sue Back in 1585, his daughter was appalled! When twin brothers Hamnet and Judith, came into the world, bald! In following years, his job is uncertain But sometimes it is said That teaching school was his trade, but we'll never know, he's dead! In 1590 there is record, he turned up in London By the year 1592, he was acting and writing for fun By 1593 he had written 5 or 6 plays Now he bores us all to death in school everyday Willie, willie I feel like I know you You are never ever allowed to rest Even though you aren't around, Your work is considered the best In Hamlet though, for some odd reason, People think Incest! That seems to be your only fault Considering all the rest Congrats to you, and all your works That stood up to the test |