Morass of myth and morphology

It doesn’t work completely but please enjoy my spontaneous Hamlet rendition of “Let it go”:

Hamlet no!

The snow glows white on the castle tonight,

they say a ghost is walking.

The kingdom is of Denmark,

and strangely I’m not king.

The wind is howling like my drunk uncle inside,

couldn’t kick him out, heaven knows I’ve tried.

Don’t let them kiss don’t let them scheme,

be the good son, punish’ th’ adulterous queen.

Conceal, don’t feel don’t let them know,

Well, they don’t know-

Hamlet no, Hamlet no,

just hold it back a lil’ more.

Hamlet no, Hamlet no,

Proof first then blood galore!

I don’t care what they’re going to say,

Pretend to be mad, rage on,

‘phelia’s feelings never bothered me anyway.

It’s how funny the Queen, just gives this satyr all,

and here I stage the play, that will prepare his fall,

It’s time to see what I can do,

To trap the conscience of a fool.

No lies, no ghosts, just truth for me.

I see!

Hamlet no, Hamlet  no,

Let not his soul to heaven fly,

Hamlet no, Hamlet no,

In his adulter’us bed he’ll die,

Here I stand and here I slay.

Let ‘phelia rage on….

My small mistake, sent Polonius to the ground.  

My old  friends, are to their death in England bound.

And Laertes’ wild revolt hits like a fiery blast.

Yeah Danish monarchs, soon are thing of past.

Hamlet no, Hamlet no,

As men stand with rapiers drawn,

Hamlet no, Hamlet no,

Cup’s poisioned, Queen is gone

Here I stand and the King I slay,

Let Fortinbras rage on,

Is the RetJ fandom still alive????

suicidal empress haunted by monarchic bullshit, also ex-boyfriend death

star-crossed lovers haunted by family feud bullshit, also would-be girlfriend death

people in shitty dystopian society about to be ruled by a right-wing neonazi fascist care a lot about starring in a popular tv show

dancing vampires troll, flirt with vampire hunters

gypsy girl gives a hunchback, a priest, and a soldier massive boners, also urges to deport dancing immigrants 

nameless narrator haunted by husband’s dead wife, also power ballads

suicidal empress’ suicidal son haunted by monarchic bullshit, also power ballads

mozart, but as a rocker haunted by monarchic bullshit and his genius

mozart, but as a rocker haunted by monarchic bullshit and goth!salieri

louis xiv, but in a love monarchic triangle

cinderella, but with irish jig bullshit

Macbeth

Hamlet

Love’s Labours Lost

A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Richard III

Henry V

Othello

OR ‘PEAKED’

BUT PIQUED

‘PIQUED MY INTEREST’

YOU ARE NOT ‘PHASED’. YOU ARE ‘FAZED.’

IF IT HAS BEEN A VERY LONG DAY, YOU ARE ‘WEARY’. IF SOMEONE IS ACTING IN A WAY THAT MAKES YOU SUSPICIOUS, YOU ARE ‘WARY’.

ALL IN ‘DUE’ TIME, NOT ‘DO’ TIME

‘PER SE’ NOT ‘PER SAY’

BREATH - THE NOUN FORM

THEY ARE NOT INTERCHANGEABLE

WANDER - TO WALK ABOUT AIMLESSLY

WONDER - TO THINK OF IN A DREAMLIKE AND/OR WISTFUL MANNER

BALL- A FUCKING BALL

It’s a treasure trove.

And a goddamn delight.