twas a night I'll never forget
to lie on Shakespeare's bed
allow me to explain events
that led up to this conclusion
I won't go into detail though
just use your imagination
~*~
he took me to Shakespeare's abode
to spend the weekend with his friends
it was so daringly risque
~*~
we climbed in through a window
he had no problems getting in
but when clumsily I tried to follow
a nail caught and tore my hem
~*~
I fell into the darkened room
disorientated and dishevelled
he was no help at all to me
for he was laughing hysterically
once I had recovered my composure
I slapped him once on the behind
~*~
we fumbled our way around the room
looking for candles to light our path
once lit, we moved from room to room
until we found the bedroom at last
~*~
Angelo cajoled and begged me
to rehearse the love scene again
I thought it would be ironic for us
he put his arm around my waist
~*~
we looked into each others eyes
as passion stroked our senses
we leant closer until I felt his lips
~*~
passion flared and we made love
intensely wrapped in each other
then we lay back to catch our breath
and smiled at one another
~*~
parched as I was from this display
I asked him to get me some water
he got up and left to find a drink
as I lay down sated and exhausted
when he came back with a drink
he teased me about my snoring
~*~
I blushed and hit him with a pillow
he grabbed one and hit me back
I ran from the room to escape him
and hid in the hall, ready to attack
~*~
I heard footsteps coming closer
so I braced myself for action
but to my surprise..when I hit out
~*~
I stood back in sheer disbelief
I couldn't believe my eyes
Shakespeare saw me naked
while I gaped in utter surprise
~*~
I started to mumble apologies
as my face turned slowly red
when suddenly he guffawed
and I laughed with him instead
~*~
Angelo came over and told him
we were practising for the play
he said he would deal with us later
but his smile said it was okay








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