Hamlet felt alone and blue, so he thought in a fortnight or two
He'd take a sharp knife and take his own life, and bid the bleak world adieu
His father, the king, was dead; and Uncle Claude ruled instead;
And his mom, the Queen, in a deed obscene had remarried with ne'er a mourning
That's what drove the Dane near insane - how could you blame him?
His love for sweet Ophelia was not enough to tame him;
So he set a task: Dad's killer to unmask
What deeds have passed - dastardly!

Othello one fateful night did approach his lady white
And in rage did slay, in a gruesome way, the woman Iago framed in spite
Though the gentle Desdemon' had been faithful to him alone,
He thought Cassio stole his lassie, oh so he took up a vow of vengeance!
Madness took him o'er, but the Moor had been decei-ved:
Each lie that passed Iago's lips, the African belie-ved
And to this deed was led: to smother his wife in bed!
What deeds he's done - dastardly!

It seems to me the works of Shakespeare,
Though they're filled with ideas intellectual,
Are mostly sexual -
There's 'Much Ado' 'bout who woos who...

Young Lord Montague found a sweet young girl to woo,
But this Juliet was a Capulet and so it caused a big to-do;
For a nasty family feud since long ago had ensued
So their stars were crossed, it seemed hope was lost that they ever could be together
Death she planned to fake, then awake and then eloping,
(At least, that was the plan she had, and for the best was hoping)
But she faked much too well: for her act Romeo fell
And killed himself... naturally.

A tragic end... naturally.