Shakespeare Rewrite + Exquisite Corpse

1.       Writing game 6 – The Exquisite Corpse

His blue girl delicately adds her big computer.

Writing game 5 - rewrite of poem He is sweet, she is fine, the sun is hot, and so is she.
But the lines speak in a new way. The lines lives on, but she will not.
The sun is to her no good, she is the best.

thoughts

Shall i love you on a hot day

My love is an art and youre new start

Youre love to you is fair but i will not press save

The thing i will save is what i wrote

Simon sonata 1

Shakespeare story

1 syllable story

He loves her with all his heart, and thinks she is fair. The sun is too hot and then it’s too cold, but she will still be loved. The text he wrote is not of her, but of his cool text. She will be fair ‘till she fades, and then his text will still live on.  

Shakespeare - The remake

Poem to story: Shakespeare

The first time she heard that she was fine; she thought she could not die. But the thing with this poem is that the man who wrote it meant that the poem would live all the life. So maybe the girl now are a little mad, about that I was not hear who would be fine all time, but the poem and all its lines.

She was like the sun.  Like a warm day with sun and joy. She was good and nice. She will live as long as the sun will shine. He trust his poem.

shakespeare

She is like the sun. She is the bright star on the sky. When it is dark she will come out and show who she is. She is hot like the best days. Her eyes show love. The love will be as long they lives.

Shakespeare: A love story

A fair and sweet girl will not die as long as the love of a young man still is. His love for her is not short, nor will it change in his heart, he knows how fair and sweet she will ever be till the end of time. He will not leave her side, not a girl as fair and sweet as her. She is his one true love, and even the time of the year when the sun has no end will not be as great as his love for her, which will ever be. 

It is a fine day, with a clear sky and the sun shines.

A lot of happy people, and many glad kids. It is a nice day.

You can say the day is ’per- fect.

You are not able to point at a thing there is no good. All things makes the day great. 

The green trees, the blue sky, the green fields and line the sun made far away in the fields, where earth and air meet. No bad thoughts, only the good ones.

shorty

Once there was a man who loved a girl. She was a warm girl. My heart was hers. The sun might bee too hot, the wind might be too harsh. When she talked to me, my heart stopped. You live through my text. 

I'm so good

I’m so great. I do great things. I make the rest feel good. I make them feel that they do things right. I write about them. I write about how good they are. I make them good. I’m so good. It is my fault, that they live in the faith, that they are good. I make them feel, that they live. I make them feel like they are the sun. I make them feel that they shine.

A walk in the sun - Shakespeare to story

Shakespeare -> Story

She walks out in the sun. The wind blows in her hair and she feels good. Fall is here and the sun burns. Once, the clouds dim the sun and she feels the cold from the dark. The death comes but she runs out of its shade and out in the sun. She feels the warmth and that time she knows that this time of the year, the time of the sun, has no end. It will not leave her to die in the shades but hide her from the end that is death.

She knows that as long as she is, no things will end.

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Shakespeare - Rewritten

Rewritten poem to a story -

I have my star, she shine as bright as the sun. She is the light in the dark, a bright star.
The eye show love, a love with no match. My heart longs for you and you my star will not fade in my heart, thou you are the one.
No thing is as fair as you, thou you have no bad side, nor do you fail, you are my star. 

The sun

It is hard not to be with you, when you are so sweet and hot. The sun sees you the whole day, it helps you make it through the day. The whole world will now call you in mind, you will still be named many years from now.

shakespeare

A man walks into a room, and sees a girl so sweet that his heart starts to beat. He feels a tickle through his body, a nice one. He walks over to the girl and asks her if he should tell her how sweet she is. Harsh winds bugs the bud of May and the best of days. The best of days does not last as long as they should. The sun might be too hot, and the light of the sun is dull due to the clouds on the sky. All cute things will be less cute, by both the things that comes to pass of life, or by the time that comes to pass. But the grace of you will not fade, or lose any of your class. You will never die as you will live in my heart for the rest of my life and my works. As long as there still are folks who are able to read them, this will live and you will live In it.

The girl gets shy, and does not know what to do or say, but she takes his hand and starts to walk to the sun.

I am....

I am the sun and the sun is me. The son is warm and it does me so hot – so hot that no one likes me. I am too good for them. I am the best boy in the world.