Thee, Thou, Thine

Four hundred (plus) years,
Shakespeare’s sooo old,
His poesy and plays
Leave me nipped, cold:

His texts are buried
In England’s lost-past,
Along with Chaucer,
He’s a pain in the parse.

Kids shouldn’t have to
Read dead-dotards’ words,
Give them this English,
Our language, now heard:

‘Thee, thou, thine’,
Those impersonal pronouns,
Return to the Greeks,
Word permits turned down.

Embrace our language,
This happening-voice,
File the bard’s folio,
Under ‘Mild Annoyance’.

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