Reflections On Shakespeare

Ah! Your father gets paid to drink beer And is it true that you poached some deer? You and your wife don't sleep in same bed You bequeath her your 'second best' bed You only went to grammar school Some believe you were quite a fool Your parents never learned to read or write And your children weren't really all that bright You were an 'upstart crow' who flew away To your biographers' total dismay What did you do those seven years After fleeing for poaching deer? Did you work as a schoolteacher? Passing through Stratford as actor? Did you study law To stay above law? Seven lost years Left some in tears