Thy eternal sunshine/summer shall not fade!

Fire will come in the soft world of love

Luck will play to fortune

As the timing of a wing beat

I feel to attend and see

All the odd attractions

As unfathomable seas.

I wish you the greatest happiness.

I tend to feel that life happens in the minds eye and reality requires strange geometry we have not anymore.

Shakespeare died on the 23rd of April. It is his 400th birthday in a week or so!

Nobody does it better

Makes me feel sad

For academics

Nobody does it 1/4

As good as you

Why did you have

To be so good

You ate the bread

And nicely wed

The language we

Love to play

As a kind song

Rolls on and on

Rock on Bard

Rock on!

It seems you underestimate..

A habit for night travelers

Thinking themselves superior

The hide in shadows

Sending forth darkness

Devious spirits.

Reality a simulation?

I'll get back to you on that one.