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Medical TMI and Sonnet 18 [Jun. 20th, 2009|11:42 am]
Douglas Spencer
Clearly I'm not at my peak -- I've given up after only four lines, and Julia says I haven't really captured Shakespeare's subtlety of meaning.

But here's the first four lines of a parody of Shakespeare's Sonnet 18.

Shall I compare me to a winter's squall?
I am more turbid, more inclined to spray:
Rough winds do shake the bathroom's floor and wall,
And blast the fragile porcelain away;


Perhaps I'll revisit this and write a little more when I'm feeling better.
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[User Picture]From: frandowdsofa
2009-06-20 10:54 am (UTC)
I found that sleep and slow sips of water helped. After the explosions of Wednesday, I have today managed tea and toast. Good luck.
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