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Gee, speech contest at Sunday, May 4th =.=" heres the poem-----------> Sonnet 18 By William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake, the darling buds of May, And summers lease hath all too short a date: Sometimes too hot, the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometimes declines, By chance or natures changing coarse untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade. Nor loose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wondrow'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: As long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee. God, it has been 2 years i haven't been on speech contest (-_-)

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