Go To, Y’all
Eloquent women treading the boards
Dudes trading insults and whipping out swords
“Go to”, “How now?” and the occasional “Hark!”
It’s all there at Shakespeare in the Park.
Teenage love is a beautiful thing
Tearing up the sheets til the little birds sing
That ain’t no nightingale babe, that’s a lark
I heard him at Shakespeare in the Park
The sounds a bit loud but there’s no way around it
The King lost his shit but eventually found it
Going home happy in the warm summer dark
After Shakespeare in the Park.
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Alright
Mmm
Youse in lov with de Spear
at de park?
love the diction, the rhyme, the somewhat circus barker tone
Love this poem–the humor, the wit.