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~WilliShakes A Throwaway~

de s ign , d eluxe,
� delight[ed �]
� � � � de
� � � livered
door to door to door
� upon the steps
of Elsinor, � thee puddlin
� � � � � � � � � prince's
� � � � �b'rain migrains itself
� � � � � �at thee sight of [a]
� � � � � � �daddyghost,
� � �speaks into Yorick's bone
� � � � � � � � � � � � � dome ---
all thee
� preciousness of being in not-to-Be,
� � � � like lovin'death dript in
� � � � to an ol'kingfuck's Ear
� � � at midnight, or mid'day \
� � � � � � �who,indeed,be
� � �meddling to diddle down thee
� � � � � � � Queen ?----

o'dearest Ophelia babe!
why ye gone & done that
� � �there upon yr beauty-self? wee coulda
� � � � � � � � � � � � � �been
� � � � � � � � The Glory of Love!
� � � � � � � � The Light of Life!
� � � � � � � � The Truth of None!
but n'ow you are
done, so as[for]wee,it[all]ain't e'er gonna be

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