Today is Shakespeare’s Birthday, we assume.
Three days hence the books note his baptism
Counting backwards experts all presume
For natal days, this one must be his’n.
No bigger star in scribb’ling has there been,
Nor likely will there be tomorrow.
All who write have lost ‘fore they begin.
Naught to do but read, admire and borrow.
What gift for Shakespeare’s birthday? But of course!
A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!
What’s your favorite line from Shakespeare?