Dear Shakespeare:
I write to you, my dearest, for I wish to be the next heroine in your latest. It shall be a comedy. Not a tragedy, since I do not want to be dead. Nor, do I want my comrades in said tragedy to be dead either. Nor, do I want to be bombarded with family issues and such. I get enough of issues in my own life.
I would like the comedy to be about me. Where…I am in need of assistance. What exactly? Well, you can figure that out for yourself. Since well, you’re creative and all. Let me, go through all those hilarious hijinks….involving court jesters. And mimes. Please, I want this to be a very avante-garde play. With lots and lots of verses of me smoking opium with the court jesters. Oh and…I better get married too…since that’s how a comedy is suppose to end, right?
Please notify me about my request as soon as possible.
Love,
Yume
yes, I know, it’s crap…but hey, for the sake of my class….
