Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter's Night? (Parody to Shakespeare's Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day)
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Shall I compare thee to a winter’s night?
Like icy snow, the blistering winds doth blow
Thou art just as cruel, and filled with spite
Those cold, cruel seeds reaped, in thy soul hath sowed
Snowflakes fall in attempt to disguise it;
To conceal the menace with pretty lies
You too, have done likewise, yet won’t admit
The storm that drips snowflakes, from its black skies
Icy blue eyes, hair like night, and pale skin
Conceived by a blizzard, shaped by the ice
Thou hath no goal, but for vengeance to win
Words sting like ice shards, stare seeks to entice
So long as the earth turns, and man can read
So lives this cruel ode, this cruel ode indeed