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[aid] => mick
[title] => An Ode to Macbeth
[time] => 2004-12-02 23:58:41
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[bodytext] => Planning the death of poor Duncan the king Young lady Macbeth during sleep she did sing being robbed of rest by this awful deed Thinking now she should have taken his heed. During the night crying “out out damn spot,” Trying profusely to remove that red dot. The old doctor said “she needs help from God,” Wondering what could do something this odd. With all of this stuff inside of her head She wondered if she would be better off dead. In a brief moment with ill thoughts around She jumped the window and hit with a pound! Since King Macbeth’s wife was now dead and gone He noticed that everything done was wrong, Although feeling guilt he still went to fight Not knowing he would be killed by a knight. With Macbeth’s head slashed and cut from the body His life ends very quickly and disgustingly oddly. Malcolm now is king “Hail King of Scotland.” Now the main guy is dead, isn’t that grand? [comments] => 0 [counter] => 1135 [topic] => 56 [informant] => Adolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => sarcasticpoetry )
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