It is said that John Milton was Blind
And the world that he served was Unkind
So he waited to See
For he couldn’t go blind in the Mind
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Samuel fancied a Dream
But Xanadu vanished Abeam
Of the pipe and the Puff
For the love of the Stuff
He imagined a higher Esteem
When young Robert went riding his Sleigh
He came to a part in the Way
And like Erwin he Found
No one else was Around
So he took both ways and went Astray.
There once was a playwright named Will
Whose spelling was practically Nil.
Whether Shaksper or Shakspere
Or Shakspe or Shakespeare,
Sweet Will paid his bill with a Quill.