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Standard Awful Love Poem # 1

Tell me

If I compared thee to a summer's day

and whispered sweet nothings in your ear

and carried your heart in my heart

If…

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The Pamphleteer

I am standing on the corner

pressing my thoughts into the chests

of rush-hour phantoms.…

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Moist's Singalong Prologue



(The play begins with the curtains closed. Behind them is set up a sort of out-door café. As the audience awaits the play to begin, a deep voice is heard (preferably over the P.A. system))



Voice:

This concludes the morning portion of the Workshop on Evil sponsored by the Evil League of Evil. Remember, the E.L.E. is currently acception applications for membership, so please leave yours at the door. Until we meet again this afternoon, please… Continue

This is a play I wrote for a Romeo and Juliet project for school. I thought it was kind of funny at the time, and I of course incorporated Shakespearean insults. So, without further ado, The Misadventures of Romeo and Juliet



(enter Sampson and Gregory from stage left, seemingly drunk, laughing)



Sampson: Gregory, what sayest thee of the feast?



Gregory: Lo, lo, Sampson, twas fantastic! Lord Capulet dost know how to feed his help!



Sampson: Aye,… Continue

That evening you were wearing your best smile

the one that makes you look fake.

We danced without music with the generator running

because the power was out

and you were cold.



My chest of books divide amongst my friends

said the poet as he lay dying

and so we did divide his books

you took the Bible

I took something useful.



Appraise the antiques and appeal the case.

As the judges gavel gave you your sentence

to be placed… Continue