To wear or not to wear? -that is the question:
Whether 'tis better for the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous good fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
For, by not wearing, end them. To die, to sleep- No more-and by a sleep to say we end up wet.
The heartache and the wet sheets.
That flesh is does stick to.
And delivered to be wished.
To die, to sleep-
To sleep, perchance to dream. Aye, there's is the rub,
For in wearing that I may sleep of what dreams may come,
When we have awacken and shuffled off this wet diaper coil, There's is the respect, for our bed is dry.
I kind of run out of time but might do more laters. But what you think.
Or is this a bit naughty.