Pondering the perplexities of star-crossed tragedies while relegated to The Corner during a moment of idle time, Juliet’s question resounded with an unnerving, shrill scream. The shocking jolt of said question, moreover the resultant squawk, gave rise to opportunity to ponder the build-up of cerumen in the left ear.
Where Art Thou?
Where art thou? Thou art where?
There art thou! Thou art there!
Where thou art? Art thou where?
There thou art! Art thou there!
Where be thou? Thou be where?
There be thou! Thou be there!
Where thou be? Be thou where?
There thou be! Be thou there!
When startest thou, thou startest when
Going getest thou, thou getest going
Goest thou where, where thou goest
Alone not goest, goest not alone
Taketh thee with company, company with thee taketh
Friends with thee goest, goest thee with friends
Goest thou with whoever, whoever with thou goest
And when thou goest, goest thou to the end!
Such that the masses can exclaimest,
“There thou be!”
“There be thou!”
“There thou art!”
“There art thou!”
“Now gettest going!”
“There thou goest!”
Thou withest me?