Shall I compare thee to a Summers day - Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare

‘ Shall I compare thee to a Summers day - Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare

Shallicomparetheetoasummers.day – William Shakespeare – Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
    So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

William Shakespear – 1564-1616

Sonnet 18: is probably the best-known of the 154 sonnets created by the English playwright and poet William Shakespeare. WithIn the sonnet, the person who proclaims his love asks whether he should compare the beauty of the girl he admires to a summer’s day, but is in doubt and questions whether he may also have equally opposing qualities that surpass that of ‘ a summer’s day ‘.

 

We’ve rewritten William Shakespear’s sonnet 18 and brought it up to date. Enjoy!

Shall I compare thee to a girl I swiped right to on Tinder?
Thou art more leggy and more judicious.
The Global Warming sun doth bake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s Covid-19 pandemic means all girls will say, is Nay.
Sometimes it’s too hot, we aren’t staying within 1.5 degree carbon warming.
 But Trump says it’s fake News, even tho his tan is in line with his sun burnt views.
And often I see girls with a gold complexion, they return from Ayia Napa, or Ibiza
with a sun hat, always asking where’s your head at?
And every time I catch feels it’s cos I’m grafting,
Not by chance, I say, it is what it is until it isn’t. As Russia and Ukraine go to war,
 mission creep could bring them to our back door. But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
as long as thou uses Lancome SPF 50 and stay in the shade.
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,Nor shall death brag as thou wand’rest in
to a TikTok trend. Vabbing is pussy parfum, that drives me round the bend.
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
    So long as men can crack on, or eyes can see, that unbelievable fitee
    Not getting mugged off is the life for thee. I got a text, let’s dance and be merry until it’s time for tea.

 

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