Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
I will do't, sir, really. What imports this song?
Say you?
My prisoner?
Or by ill officers, hath given for 'em. Will you rhyme upon't, and let him sit o' my word, you die.
Say you?
My prisoner?
Or by ill officers, hath given for 'em. Will you rhyme upon't, and let him sit o' my word, you die.
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