Shakespeare posts pictures of his ex-girlfriend on the internet

Thy fiery looks betray a rising bile.

Thy whitened fists quiver with muted rage.

Where is the warmth of thy angelic smile

And the placid calm of the knowing sage?

For me that feral night was truest bliss. 

Thou opened worlds of untold joy to me.

Mine heart thrilled at the touch of every kiss.

Thou indulged every curiosity. 

But much I knew of thine serpent betrayal

And those who had enjoyed thy bed as well.

For those pale, limpid eyes do scarcely veil

Thy whorish heart ripped from the depths of Hell.

So unwise you were in my lens to trust.

Now enjoy the fame of your lies and lust.