Green shoots, little shocks of brilliance from mouths so oft distracted tis a wonder theyβre not more malnourished
the courage to give an opinion on long dead white kings of literature who speak Christ knows what but it ainβt English is, as they themselves may say, lit
my tired soul has read the lines so oft I feel peppered for all this, so finding out Romeo is now a simp, has the hot blood stirring again