Neat Word “Beshrew me if I would do such a wrong for the whole world.” I could not, no, would not ever stick my face in a jello mold. Sure, it may be easy to put me in denial, My poetry cannot be that bad, though some say it is vile. Now even my point eludes me to the point that I can no longer write or think coherent thoughts. And to think I only c h o s e this quote because beshrew is such a neat word and I thought I could be e.e. cummings. Op. 1 revised from original, 9/96 3/3/97
Reason for writing:
In my AP English class last year, we had an assignment, as soon as we were handed our copies of Othello, which was to chose any three lines at random, and to write them down.
Then, for homework, we were to compose a poem on one of those lines. This poem is the path I took, which was rather whimsical and silly.
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