The jolly rancher that fell in the ashtray.

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ellenkushner:

thenakedlibrarianontheroof:

enasnivolz:

ealperin:

reading-thoughts:

edwardspoonhands:

Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…

These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming versethat what I wear puts swagger in my gait;though twenty shillings have I in my purse,my self-esteem and manhood both inflatewhen lofty furs I purchase for a cent.Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, thoughthey smell a trifle musty. Still, I spentmuch less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question’s moot.I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.These dusty shelves will yield their hidden lootto those, like me, more frugal in their looks.Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores. - Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”

*Crying with laughter*

ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.

English major porn dear god

Have quickly gone from following @ShakespeareSong on Twitter, to correcting their (mis)use of shall/shalt and hast/hath. They probably hate me, now. But I just … can’t … It’s just not in me. I hope @SS knows I still love them for what they can do.
And my admiration for @reading_thoughts now knows no bounds.

becbecbobec Don’t kill my vibe

sickofmyownvoice:

The BEST. @nayarivera