Vince

Friends, Jordanians, countrymen, lend me your egos;

I come to watch Vince, not to punch him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their eyeballs;

So let it be with Vince. The hysterical Abraham

Hath told you Vince was disagreeable:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Vince answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Abraham and the rest–

For Abraham is an ungainly man;

So are they all, all ungainly men–

Come I to speak in Vince’s funeral.

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