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Title: My Fantasy Life Was Going Nowhere, So I Picked Up Trash And Lived Life As A Monkey Through The Medium Of A Shakespearean Sonnet
Doest thy heart forswear still these troubled times?
For mine lay dead in eternal abyss
As I venture Erinn begging for dimes
At which hour shall i findeth mine own bliss?
Walking through town in quiet reverie
At which hour abruptly dirt kissed mine lip
Something on the road did cause i to REEEEEE!
Phooey! T’wast naught but masterless equip
And thus layeth eyes on its monkey visage
So weird, so vile yet so much alluring
Heart ceased beating, brain turned smooth like porridge
Vile rubbish golden in mine own deeming
Fate hath decided, t’is time for a change
Chain'd Sir nay more, but a monkey free-range