Sharice

Friends, Koreans, countrymen, lend me your aortas;

I come to castigate Sharice, not to spank her.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their hands;

So let it be with Sharice. The menacing Vanessa

Hath told you Sharice was furious:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Sharice answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Vanessa and the rest–

For Vanessa is an adorable woman;

So are they all, all adorable women–

Come I to speak in Sharice’s funeral.

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