A Gap Scene for "Hamlet"
Hamlet enter[s] with flowers and stick them under [Ophelia's] nose.
[Hamlet:] here ophelia flowers
[Ophelia:] ouch hamlet not up my nose, have them back. *shoves them down his back* run along now, dear. stay away from me.
H: but i have to give you remembrances so i can torture you later on in the play
O: oh, don't tell me that! i want the surprise!! go go begone! *picks up watering can*
H: i'm sorry but i just haf to suck the fun out of everything. i just can't get over my depression. i enjoy wallowing in self-pity/loathing and draggin[g] others along with me
H: while failing to actively commit an act of revenge
H: conscience makes me too much of a coward
O: conscience indeed. i'll go science you! i'll steal that science and then you'll just have con! and then perhaps .. what?
H: just take the flowers woman [.] otherwise shakespeare will get angry with me[.] and the globe audience will boo
O: *picks up watering can & pours over his head* maybe i'll water some sense into you [...] osmosis it
H: oh, no! my hair! my costume! my too sullied flesh (still not clean)! now i'm even more depressed. it's your own fault that i deny loving you now
O: so be it! have some dirt! *throws dirt* fertilizer! *cow poop* perhaps you'll be fruitful now! *runs off*
H: oh woe be with me. that fair beauty has fertilized me. i shall haf to make it up to her by writing her a corny letter. maybe a sonnet? sonnets aplenty. shall i compare thee to a summer's day ...
H: wait thats not depressing enough
H: my mistresses breath re[e]ks, her face is ugly, her hair looks like worms. but i still love her
H: there, better[.]
H: now i can get Ophelia in trouble with Polly, and revenge will be mine
me: [...] off i go. g'night.
C'lotte: nightie
me: *ophelia calls from faraway* faretheewell *throws rotten egg*
C'lotte: *SHPLAT*
C'lotte: charlotte: ewwwwwwwwww
me: ah sorry.
C'lotte: hahaha
me: =P
C'lotte: its all good
C'lotte: i haf febreze
C'lotte: ;-)
me: cool bbye
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Frustrated 9th grade poem
Don't you always hate it
When you're told to write a poem,
Or a paper, or a speech
That demands a certain length?
I deem it as quite useless
To make the students write
A certain sum of pages,
Or of lines, or of words.
After all, one person may
Take four pages
While another
Takes one page.
And in these two like speeches,
Or two papers, or two poems,
The same point is shown,
But just at different lengths.
Thus, you see that this condition,
This requirement it does make,
Some students go quite crazy
While others somewhat lazy.
So here I am to tell you
What a useless poem this is,
That I've wasted two whole hours
And one perfect piece of paper.
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