Last night at twelve I went for a long walk.
I could not sleep and jogged the empty beach
Then later there I found a perfect peach
It layed there on the dusty moonlit dock
Because of that I got home very late
Unfortunately I dont own a car
The beach I was at was so oh so very far
Cannot blame me miss but it was just fate
When I got home I tiptoed through the door
All the lights were off and before me there
Was olive oil spilled all across the floor
You wouldnt believe! I slipped in great dispare.
I'm at the hospital and with a coma
Dont give me detention, don't even dare!
This is very Shakespearean! I love how the poem is played out and how classic it sounds
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