Much Ado About a Sonnet
Horses ride up the lane,
Dear Leonato, open your gates Don Pedro has arrived!
Why Claudio, what have you?
The sickness for fair Hero.
Peace! Peace! Benedict, you won't have to marry.
Lovers mask for a ball, the Prince's jester? Ha! Not I!
Deception all around, Don Jon king of it all.
Such a foul plot you plan, you take your jealousy one step too far.
Hero Slandered! Hero dead!
What hear I now? Why Benedict! Beatrice! You can love!
As it all draws to a close,
Plots discovered,
Marriages,
And life will go on.