shll I compare thee 2 a Summer's dy? Thou r mor luvly &mre temperate: ruff winds do shake d babe buds of May, n Summer's lease hath ll 2 short a d8:
sumtym 2ht d eye of heaven shines, n ofn S hs Au complexion dimm'd; n evry fair frm fair sumtym declines, By chnc or nature's changiN corZ untrimm'd:
bt thy eternal ~0~ shll nt fade Nor lose possession of dat fair thou ow'st; Nor shll deth brag thou wander'st n hs shade, wen n eternal lines 2 tym thou grow'st:
So lng as men cn breathe, or Iyz cn C, So lng lyfs dis, n dis givs lyf 2 thee.
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Poor shakespeare...
