I've loved the words of Shakespeare for as long as I can remember. When I found a box of Shakespearean word magnets at the book store a while back, I just had to buy them. Once home, I excitedly spread them out across the front of my refrigerator, marveling at the infinite possibilities of Elizabethan phrases I could string together. Before I knew it, I had written the poem below. It graced my fridge for a year. (With apologies to The Bard and The Globe Theatre!)

Wherefore art Thou, my Lordship

Who doth seek thy Lady perchance to Love?

I dream of Thee oft every Night

Alas, my Fortune is Naught.

Make haste Fair Lover

As yonder Light doth soon come

And I shall Vow to be Thine Forever!

-Girl Down The Street (don't worry, I'm keeping my day job!)