A Shakespearean Sonnet

We first met in school, then a college class
The truest King of England wore no crown
You wrote my favourite quote of ‘welcome, ass!’
But otherwise I met you with a frown
You’ve since been seen in London and the globe
Your wife, the name of a Hollywood star
The many minds you’ve lit up like a strobe
What genius missed in my life thus far?

You are the master of the sonnet, Will
More than a thousand classic lines in sync
The greatest playwright in the country, still
Perhaps signed off but clever, don’t you think?
Down Stratford town upon the Avon blue
When this is all through, we shall visit you

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