Fed up with chancers on Skype! From Ghana. With Shakespeare in mind , I wrote this.


BE GONE YOU WENCHS!

Wenches, tis not the key that you seek to my hart that you desire to unlock
Nay , tis , my purse , that you seek, to cut the strings to my wealth , such has it is
Tis that your hart is set on to poses , not my body that you truly desire!
Never my mind!

Be gone thow wenchs , be gone from my sight! Begone , I say!

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith



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Written on 2015-04-01 at 21:43

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very good. But sometimes we settle for a wench or two. lol.
2015-04-06


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very funny, Ken. So, princesses and millionaires' daughters from Nigeria also are after you? Lucky dog.
2015-04-01


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
The Bard could be no more vitriolic in his sentiment! Once more into the breach of Skype dear friend! :-))
2015-04-01