Sire & Lord Duke Macklemore
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Shakespeare Lyrics '
I shalt pop some tags, only possess
20 shillings within my pocket.
I Not Iambic.... Do Not Accept...
These tags I' ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa' s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trim musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question' s moot.
I' ll never give my coin to crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I' ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
Macklemore, "Thrift Shoppe"
Crying with laughter'
ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW
THIS IS WHAT ENGLISH LIT IS FOR.