Tragic Shakespearean Valentine Cards

The Tragic Valentines of William Shakespeare:

 

Hamlet

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
To be? Not to be?
Which one should I do?

In thy orisons be all my sins remembered, valentine!

 

Cordelia

Daisies are pressed
Under a shoe,
Words can’t express
My love for you.

 

Lord M*****h

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Is this a dagger
That points me to you?

 

Shylock

Your blood is red,
My blood is too,
If you prick me, I bleed
Exactly like you.

 

The Weyard Sisters

Swamp grass is tall, toadstools are cute,
The recipe calls for more eye of newt.

I’ll meet you in thunder, lightning, or in rain, valentine!

 

Othello

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Trust you almost as much
As some guy on my crew.

 

Romeo

Roses are cut.
We have to set limits:
I’ll die for you, but
I won’t wait five minutes.

Poets answer another age-old question: How many poets does it take to change a light bulb? 6. William Shakespeare

Poets answer another age-old question

How many poets does it take to change a light bulb?

6. william Shakespeare

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun.
Could you please change this light bulb for me, hon?

 

Poets Answer an Age-Old Question: Why did the chicken cross the road? [Part 1]

Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?

A:

William Shakespeare

To cross or not to cross—that is the question!
Whether ‘tis nobler in the coop to suffer
The pecks and scratches of aggressive chickens
Or set foot upon a dusty roadway
And so, with your toes spread, cross it.

Walt Whitman

O chicken, my chicken
The fearful path is wide
But still you walked across the road
To reach the other side.

Emily Dickinson

Because I could not cross the road
A chicken crossed for me
And pecked the doorbell that would ring
Apartment number three.