6/6/23, 11:20am: Will let message stay, considering it an off-color joke like a nightclub comedian might make, not meant as literal attack on women. May re-evaluate in the future.
If Ladies bring vexation 'tis my sympathy you've bought, Mine four score and nineteen troubles? A woman numbers nought. Those who wouldst spill my secrets to the law mine allies chase, Mine enemies are many and would bury me with haste. Mine critics censure me for words of ducats and of whores, My rise from humble stock allows me simply to ignore. Were it with holed boots that you grew then money you would heed, And should you show disdain for this you are not forced to read. And theatres refuse to stage my art, it matters not, While publications quote my name just to improve their lot. To frame me incorrectly is a mistake oft'n said, Show'd clear misunderstanding 'twixt my writings and your head. To climb out from the peasantry and 'twards a place at court? Mine four score and nineteen troubles? A woman numbers nought.
Love you, too
