FTP Hamlet (by Laura Orem)

To be, or not to be – the is the question: –
She tis mob I. The mind to us
TV skin and aero of outrageous forty,
I to take at against a sea of Troy,
And by I'll end them? – to do, to slew; –
No more; and by a sleep to SA we end
The heart-ache and TV bat shots
Thant flea is heir to; – Tia Cindy
Deco to be wished go. To do; – to all; –
To sleep! Percent to Dee: – Art, there's the rub;
To in that slew of sea what Dee
She we have shy off this mortal coif,
My HIV us pay: there's the respect
That makes calamine so Lon lid;
Go eh would bear the who and scores of Tim,
TV pop Erin, the proud man's continue,
The Pam if deal, the law's delay,
The into of office, and the spiel 
That patient merit of the intakes,
She he himself might his quietus at
With a bare body? Eh would far deals bear, 
To fry and see in an era lid,
By that Dee of something after sea, –
TV undid column, from whose bow
No trace returns, – puzzles the will,
And makes us eat bear the ills we have
Than fly to org we know not of?
This conscious does make cowards of us all;
And thus the Mari hi of redo
Is sickliest I'd with the pale card of thought;
And enterprise of few pith abs and Mom,
With this regard, their cure turned war,


And Lise the Nam of action.