Said banqueting Banquo, “Oh fie!
Why does he get the soup with the eye
of newt, adder, haddock,
Tartar tongue, paddock,
good flea, ants, and fly, fly, fly, fly?”
Said Macbeth, “This isn’t a dower house!
I’m the boss of this regicide powerhouse.”
Said his wife with dismay,
“My dear Banquo, you say
That your son’s in the soup? What, in our house?”
Last edited by Brian Allgar; 03-01-2013 at 04:14 AM.
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