F'r those who is't i shall protect
the once b'rn out of moth'rs lab

those gents yond can not grasp
f'r the timeth by anon to far
we traveleth by soul, not by car

this is thy quest
so standeth tall
raiseth thy voice
f'r we, f'r all

may i cease to exist
not nowing what shall beest

tryeth to p'rsist
stout on mine own feed

kicketh the bucket standing,
standeth our grounds
not kneeling f'r the dormouse valour rul'rs
or sleeping crowd

This poem's language is inspirated by the work of shakespear. Some people named this kind of old English "shakespearean"...

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