It is said that John Milton was Blind

And the world that he served was Unkind

So he waited to See

Standing Gloriously

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.