What good is Shakespearean English without a little Iambic Pentameter thrown in?
Lover Losteth, Then Found – by CheesyMikespeare
mineth lover, i seeketh to findeth whence thou wilt lay
through dark i track thy scent through dim lit streets
and when i doeth, thy price i’ll glady pay
to worship thou amongst thy carnal treats
nourish me aye, thy warmth is near i’m sure!
my thoughts recall those times within mineth grip
so soft, thy buns, to squeezeth, so rich, so pure!
and oh! to gazeth and watcheth thy juices dripeth!
upon the grill thou seethe and sear and popeth!
f’r anon the timeth hath cometh to tasteth the truth
with one last toucheth, the cheese is plac’d on top
then to mineth plate to savour with mineth tooth!
(who doesn’t loveth a good cheese burg’r, huh?)
Looks like this is Day 16 of 30 -2 Days or Writing, or whatever the kids call it these days. A whole bunch of people also participated today so you should have a looksee at how they interpreted today’s prompt, which is Shakespearean English and completely Nicky’s fault. Just like this insane challenge (that I’ve barely participated in. Cause I suck).