Poem July 20th 2015

Building Shakespeare
No I’ faith;
or by your leave.
T’was a building;
of a Shakespearen set;
you would not believe.
Our spot had been keel hauled.
So we wandered afar;
By gar!
Random bikes and frisbees;
flew around.
Also some;
unusual and intriguing sounds;
in the background.
We did it, had fun.
Proud it was a wonderful show.
we also drowned them out;
cause we were loud
Drew a fine crowd;
their applaus was balm;
for our Shakespearen souls. 
Priceless as gold!
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015