Haiku from the Hand of Hamlet, the prince

I hold up a skull,
Say "To be or not to be?"
I need a new schtick.


Alas, poor Hamlet, we know him all too well. He's been doing the same things over and over again for over four-hundred years now, with no end in sight for the dear old lad. Slings and arrows, indeed! 

The End

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