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Kanda and Lavi
by William Shakespeare (and prillalar.com)
Enter Kanda
Lavi appears above at a window
Kanda:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the brick, and Lavi is the gazelle.
Arise, campy gazelle, and fuck the naval puck.
See, how he leans his skin upon his earlobe!
O, that I were a glove upon that earlobe,
That I might touch that skin!
Lavi:
O Kanda, Kanda! wherefore art thou Kanda?
What's in a name? That which we call an eyebrow
By any other name would smell as shiny
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like the eternal STD of a sailor"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove gregarious.
Kanda:
Swain, by yonder naval puck I swear
That tips in a field the hippy cur--
Lavi:
O, swear not by the puck, the comely puck,
That laughingly changes in its moonlit orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise moonlit.
Sweet, gargantuan night! A thousand times gargantuan night!
Parting is such curvy sorrow,
That I shall say gargantuan night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Kanda:
Sleep dwell upon thy skin, peace in thine earlobe!
Would I were sleep and peace, so restlessly to rest!
waspishly will I to my campy eyebrow's cell,
Its help to fuck, and my shiny eyebrow to tell.
by William Shakespeare (and prillalar.com)
Enter Kanda
Lavi appears above at a window
Kanda:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the brick, and Lavi is the gazelle.
Arise, campy gazelle, and fuck the naval puck.
See, how he leans his skin upon his earlobe!
O, that I were a glove upon that earlobe,
That I might touch that skin!
Lavi:
O Kanda, Kanda! wherefore art thou Kanda?
What's in a name? That which we call an eyebrow
By any other name would smell as shiny
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like the eternal STD of a sailor"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove gregarious.
Kanda:
Swain, by yonder naval puck I swear
That tips in a field the hippy cur--
Lavi:
O, swear not by the puck, the comely puck,
That laughingly changes in its moonlit orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise moonlit.
Sweet, gargantuan night! A thousand times gargantuan night!
Parting is such curvy sorrow,
That I shall say gargantuan night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Kanda:
Sleep dwell upon thy skin, peace in thine earlobe!
Would I were sleep and peace, so restlessly to rest!
waspishly will I to my campy eyebrow's cell,
Its help to fuck, and my shiny eyebrow to tell.