Happy Bardday!

It is Shakespeare’s 449th birthday today! It is also my sister Yvonne’s birthday today. And while she’s not quite 449, she is getting close.

In their honor, I’ve decided to share some of my favorite Shakespearean stories with you.

Ahem.. voice check…me me me me…you you you you….

Okay, listen up now.

There once was a man from Nantucket

Who fell asleep in a bucket

The tide carried him out

And tossed him all about

And when he awoke he said “Oh F…..

Oh dear, that’s not Shakespeare, that sounds more like Yvonne..

My apologies, this one is definitely Shakespeare.

There once was a lord named Macbeth

For the King, he envisioned a death

His lady wandered about

The damned spot did not get out

And Macduff made him take his last breath.

That Shakespeare was a talented guy, Yvonne’s not too bad either (and she makes awesome cookies).

So if you have any spare time today, honor Shakespeare, carry on a conversation with a skull, wander about wringing your hands, be super dramatic on a balcony, cast the the die or dice if you have two, you could even throw on some tights and ruffles if you’d prefer.

Or instead you could honor Yvonne and eat some cookies. I mean really, English lit is wonderful and all but cookies doth be much better! If music be the love of food and all that…

Since Dummy doesn’t have any cookies, he went the Shakespearean route. I can’t figure out if he’s King Lear, Richard, Henry V or what. He seems to have Caesar’s die which doesn’t bode well for a peaceful day. I  had better go make him cookies before he pouts himself right off the stage. He is such a diva. He even stole my little harlequin doll’s pants so he couldn’t make an appearance. I think I’ll heckle him first..

Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy bung, away! By this wine, I’ll thrust my knife in your mouldy chaps, an’ you play the saucy cuttle with me. Away, you bottle-ale rascal! you basket-hilt stale juggler, you! More of your conversation would infect my brain.

Okay, now I feel better, I’m off to make cookies. have a good day all!

Shakesdummy©Virginia Spencer, thepurpledogpaintingblog, 2013




©Virginia Spencer, thepurpledogpaintingblog, 2013

17 thoughts on “Happy Bardday!

  1. Alas, poor Yorick! … Where be your gibes now? your
    gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,
    that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one
    now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
    TIme for cookies dear Horatio

    and happy birthday William and Yvonne

  2. You always have a way to make me smile. And thank to all, I did have a fabulous birthday. Went on a school trip to the Ontario Science Centre and back home for a dinner out. And best of all it was a beautiful day weather wise and it didn’t snow.

  3. I’faith, tis a royal dummy! But he does look awful tired – I bet a cookie would get that blood sugar perking! Anyway, Happy (yesterday) Birthday to Yvonne and Will. Please tell them both I said so 😉

    1. Yes, apparently sitting around in a throne ordering minions around is terribly hard work! He’s doing much better. Today is National Pigs-in-a-blanket Day (I kid you not) so he’s planning on spending it in bed.

  4. Hi Virginia 🙂

    Sadly, i don’t comment here as often as I should 😦 Somehow, Time never seems to behave itself!

    I was recently given an award, and the moment I got it, I thought of you! There’s too little I can do to show the friendship we’ve always enjoyed, but I decided that I could at least name you as one of my chosen recipients of the same award – the Super Sweet Award! If you want to accept it, please, go here: http://imagineerebooks.wordpress.com/2013/05/03/an-unexpected-blog-award/ 🙂

    Jenny and I both send our love, and our best wishes for you and your family ❤

    Steve 🙂

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