Shall I compare thee to a summer’s dog?
Thou art more slob’ry and more inebriate,
Rough winds do shake thy snarling, fetid bog,
And summer’s leash is all too near thy date.
But long as I can breathe and eyes can see, (cough)
So long lives this, and this gives laugh to thee.
- W. Chokespoon
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