Oh! The bard of Strataford Avon
You beautifully painted the journey of man
you are the best poet in the world
the poetic muse wrote for you the word

you are the greatest dramatist of all ages
the critics have written pages and pages
your poetry is a sheer joy
even the poetic muse becomes a tiny toy

your wonderful skill is tragedy
but your natural instinct is comedy
your clown speaks wonderful truths
but your king is surrounded by heinous coups

You wrote with a gold pen
And painted the real men and women
I am your true fanatic
You are the world’s greatest critic