21 April 2011

A very bad poem with inappropriate Shakespeare references written in a hurry for the sickly Basu

Ahana Basu was down with a flu

from where it attacked, no one really knew [1]


All day she spent indoors, weeping and sighing

and thinking up last words, just in case she was dying [2]


She listened to music to get inspired

But all it did was make her more tired. [3]


She tried not to scratch and she tried not to curse [4]

Her brother might overhear - things could get worse.


So, she logged on and browsed, remaining invisible [5]

In hiding, she knew so much more was possible


Sometimes she’d be down and start feeling all alone

Then she’d get up and dab on some eu de cologne[6].


And she'd tell herself, each time she felt like a spotted toad
"Just a few more days and then the chicken will cross the road."



[1] But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,. What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,. I am to learn. (Antonio, act I, scene I MoV)

[2] I am dying, Egypt, dying; only I here impórtune death a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips. (Antony, act IV, scene XV, A&C)

[3] I am never merry when I hear sweet music. (Jessica, act V, scene I)

[4] A pox o' both the houses! (Mercutio, act III, scene I, R&J)

[5] O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil! (Cassio, act II, scene III, Othello)

[6] All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! (Lady Macbeth, act V, scene I, Macbeth)

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