OUT, OUT DAMN SPOT

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Here is An old poem of mine, a play on Lady Macbeth’s speech from the Shakespearean play Macbeth. Losely Shakespearean Dialogue. With a tip of hat to Geoff at TanGental.

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Out out damned spot

Have I scrubbed you or not.

My fingers raw and bleeding

I think some bleach is what we’re needing.

Out, out damned spot

What is this stain we’ve got

You have been through the machine twice

Do I have to do you thrice

Out, out damned spot

I am so stressed about your blot

I have had enough, so get thee to a bin

I care not if to waste is a sin

Out, out damned spot

My nerves are shot!

You may of had me today

But it was you who got thrown away.

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