With a little nod to Shakespeare.

With a little nod to Shakespeare.

Once upon a time they lived happily ever after; but, not any more.

Nowadays they live from table to mouth, from door to door, from birth to death; and their final breath is one of grateful acceptance.

That’s not to say that they don’t thrive whilst they survive the whips and scorns, the chips and acorns, and all the other trials and tribulations that their living flesh is heir to.


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