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In the first of our Shakespearean Sonnet competition winners, Uschi Gatward reappropriates Sonnet 66 for the modern economy. All winners will receive a copy of Litro #133: Shakespeare, and a copy of Ben Crystal’s book Shakespeare on Toast.
Tir’d with all these, for restful death I cry —
As, to behold a rising housing bubble
And modest earners face redundancy
And those that caus’d it see their profits double
And individual freedoms compromis’d
And MPs with their fingers in the till
And fit-for-purpose unions demoniz’d
And ‘fit for work’ a sentence that can kill
And art made tongue-tied by austerity
And London’s Living Wage evaded quite
And food banks running at capacity
And Talha Ahsan held by May and might:
Tir’d with all these, from these I would be gone
Save, if I die, the bastards will have won.