Under The Greenwood Tree Parody William Shakespeare - As You Like It Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Under The Greenwood Tree Parody William Shakespeare - As You Like It



Sub Lime
Cheer’d I’m:
Hear rhyme
Sublime.
None here
Show fear:
No crime
But rime.

Sun slime, gun, grime
Sun clime,
Done prime,
Fun mime, run, climb!
None here
Know fear:
But Time,
Spun Time.

Under the Greenwood Tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird’s throat?
Come hither, come hither,
Here shall he see
No enemy
But wind and rough weather.

Who doth ambition shun
And loves to live in the sun
Seeking the food he eats,
And pleas’d with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither,
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

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(30 July 1977)
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