International Speak Like Unto Shakespeare Day, thine self, Lady Pogonip.
If you bethink yourself of any yarn, unreconciled as yet to employ your heaven's spun cloud for lace which is your birthright, being not human but of the angels, and you doth bear the grace to solicit for it needles straight and fine as the finest ivory sliver, gleaming, you have prepared the task!
This fine feat, unlike others who, frightened by the sight of thee knitting, dash about like swine to earn a ducats worth of praise for mere wool.
Happy International Speak Like Unto Shakespeare Day!
ReplyDeleteForsooth, she is a cunning byrde.
International Speak Like Unto Shakespeare Day, thine self, Lady Pogonip.
ReplyDeleteIf you bethink yourself of any yarn, unreconciled as yet to employ your heaven's spun cloud for lace which is your birthright, being not human but of the angels, and you doth bear the grace to solicit for it needles straight and fine as the finest ivory sliver, gleaming, you have prepared the task!
This fine feat, unlike others who, frightened by the sight of thee knitting, dash about like swine to earn a ducats worth of praise for mere wool.
*exit stage right, at the sound of Thunder*
Well spake, Lady Zippi!!!
ReplyDelete*curtsies prettily, trips over foot and falls .. stage right..* hehe
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