Shakespeare Palimpsest

Full fathom five thy old bard lies
Let’s raise a pint and ‘cheer’;
He liked to hang out with the guys
And drink his fill of beer.
He left us with a few good jokes,
Some truths about the common folks,
We celebrate him with a post:
Look! Now I see him–farewell, ghost.

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