#whackednight

KING CLAUDIUS POLONIUS MOTHER AND I

Oh what foul play from my uncle

Claudius, stained my mother and stole

her hand and King Hamlet's precious long life,

honor and royalty. To honor my

mother is to betray the wish of the 

apparition so vivid in mind and

soul. To admit my sanity to

mother to keep the promise of the king,

kill the consul of royalty, which stain

my hands in fervor meant for uncle,

while God stand'th in my way of murder

why must't be so for I and this spirit

to seek vengeance yet slay and to confuse.;