April 29, 2018 · 12:55 AM
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i bite my thumb at me

oh woe is the state of me

am I beyond repair?

if’t be true mine heart lies at the city centre

wherefore doth it not get along with its neighbor brain

which dwells near by in northern suburb?

thoughts after all bringeth forth emotion

and though synapse art wearied and has’t suffered damage

they doth still transit thither

~Melanie Thomason

4/29/2018

***I asketh thee, please forgive mine feeble attempts at sounding “Shakespearean” and the resulting butchery.

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8 responses to “i bite my thumb at me”

  1. weejars
    April 29, 2018 at 1:12 AM

    Very clever! Well done. Glad you had a bit of fun along the way too ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. hitandrun1964
    April 29, 2018 at 10:04 AM

    I love this. And it was just ,SPEAK LIKE SHAKESPEARE Day. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  4. mindlovemisery
    May 5, 2018 at 11:42 PM

    I love that closing Melanie! synapse are clever

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