Shakespeare

This is a comedic poem.

Were Shakespeare not a gentleman
Juliet would not have been the sun.
Instead she’d have been naked
and Romeo would have cum.

There’d be no “tender kiss”
in manly poetry.
Just scores and scores of fucking whores
“let’s see what’s on TV.”

Though he may count the ways he loves you
in verse so flowery,
he only writes what you need to hear to say
“deflower me.”

I shit you not.
I’ll tell no lie.
I write the way I speak.
With words like
shit,
and cock,
and fuck,
I write honestly.

So, if you want a liar
to sing you verse on bended knee
then you can just go fuck yourself,
I’ll keep my honesty.