If only he were still here and alive
And had the centuries survived,
I’d like to give the man a hug
See him give his beard a gentle tug.
I’d like shake the great man’s hand
For plays seen on evenings planned,
Tell the bard I’m filled with pleasure
Burned in my soul to forever treasure.
Thank you Will, your plays were great
Hook line and sinker, you sealed my fate,
From childhood I have been your fan
Did your mind make me what I am?
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