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Out of the blue these lines came into my mind “What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?
Turn thee, Benvolio. Look upon thy death. (Ac.1sc.1)”
Writing a whole play is not worth my while. You cannot improve upon a rose any more than a play of the bard.
So I shall do a sketch; what if Benvolio had put up a fight?
B:
Shears of hell thy blade be-
But what fear hold I,
you wretched Tybalt?
(Drawing a stiletto from the folds of cloak),
This short but nasty
steel knows no fear;
nor my wrist hurt of insults
hurled at me.
(Lungest at Tybalt and wounds him)
Caught you in midst of
sins unconfessed
Didn’t I?
And begone!
Hounds of hell yelp at the gate.
At the gate already!
You shall sup with  worms tonight “
Benny
Afterall the BBC 2 program ‘Pointless’ has a point. This evening I watched the contestants having to fill the blanks of the lines from the Bard. It set me thinking.

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Ac.I sc.4 line 50 onwards

MacTrump:

(aside) This Flynn thing gonna blow up! I am the Prez-

They will haul me and call me names of course;

I said ‘Comey must go’, Stars hide your fires

Many other men ‘ll follow ere I am done.

The eye wink at my hand though be little

Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see

My decrees obstruction go away!

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‘Bama

ACT I

SCENE I. The White House. The Rose Garden

FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDO

BERNARDO

Who’s there?

FRANCISCO

Nay, answer me: were you on watch yesterday?

BERNARDO

Long live the Prez!

FRANCISCO

Bernardo?

BERNARDO

He.

FRANCISCO

You almost got yourself screwed up.

BERNARDO

‘Tis now struck twelve; no intruder, Francisco.

FRANCISCO

For this relief much thanks: ’tis bitter cold,

And I am sick at heart.

BERNARDO

Have you had quiet guard?

FRANCISCO

Not a mouse stirring.

BERNARDO

Well, good night.

If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,

The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.

FRANCISCO

I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who’s there?

Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS

HORATIO

Friends to this ground.

MARCELLUS

And liegemen to the Prez.

FRANCISCO

Give you good night.

MARCELLUS

O, farewell, honest soldier:

Who hath relieved you?

FRANCISCO

Bernardo has my place.

Give you good night.

Exit

MARCELLUS

Holla! Bernardo!

BERNARDO

Say,

What, is Horatio there?

HORATIO

A piece of him.

BERNARDO

Welcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus.

MARCELLUS

What, has this thing appear’d again to-night?

BERNARDO

I have seen nothing.

HORATIO

Well, sit we down,

And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.

BERNARDO

Last night of all,

He scal’d the north fence of the House, Yes he

Did not cease though I did ask his steps freeze

And raise hands in abject surrender wait

For frisk and search,-

Enter Ghost

MARCELLUS

Peace, break thee off; look, where it comes again!

BERNARDO

In the same figure, like Andrew Jackson.

MARCELLUS

Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio.

BERNARDO

Looks it not like A J? mark it, Horatio.

HORATIO

Most like: I must speak less scholarly then .

BERNARDO

It would be spoke to.

MARCELLUS

Question it, Horatio.

HORATIO

What art thou that usurp’st this time of night,

Together with that fair and warlike form

By which the native Indians were struck dumb

And that threw the Bankers on the east

in apoplectic rage, speak!

MARCELLUS

It is offended.

BERNARDO

See, it stalks away!

HORATIO

Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!

Exit Ghost and Renters

Here is a tip worth two cents,

Fellow Americans and leige men

to your Chief, name of the intruder

Is Omar Gonzalez.

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