

Life's a dreamHow oft have I found life to be a dream, Sometimes ended like beavers do the stream.Life's a dream
A man's days must e'er split his night from night, Yet dreams show the world in a diff'rent light.
Ne'er has a man been harmèd in his trance,
Why, in life, fear the bullet, spear or lance?
Make the world thine own. Place your shrine with care; Or, one day, you may wake to find thee bare.
In nightmares, I've darted upon the blade;
My body, in green fields, pales lifeless blue.
Thus I now awake there, where I had laid. To an existence, wholly new and true.


Shakespeare's New EpitaphIambic verse really sucks, I would know.Shakespeare's New Epitaph
It's all I've wrote, now I reap what I sow,
I must even place it on my headstone,
Out of proportion, people now have blown.
So now, these poor old bones, please leave alone.
Or else my ghost will moan, in I'mbic drone!
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I'll tell you this-I don't know what's gonna happen, man, but I wanna get my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames.
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A bove ante, ab asino retro, a muliere undique caveto
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