They say we should find new challenges for ourselves each day. I agree. And what bigger challenge than to combine Miley Cyrus and Shakespeare?
So look here, my friends, for I have risen to the challenge. I chose Sonnet 18 (because it’s a probable pop single among the Bard’s sonnets) and mashed it up with the basic gist of lyrics from “Wrecking Ball.”
Honestly the iambic pentameter stumbles, and the “Elizabethan” grammar is lamentable. I still managed to maintain it in sonnet form, though; you can count. Anyway, no more disclaimers.
Sonnet Eighteen and Three-Quarters
Shall I compare thee to a wrecking ball?
Thou hast not hit so hard in love (or hate).
Yea, thou wert so inclined to break my wall
Thy wrecking lease hath all too short a date.
Sometimes we jumped whilst never asking why
And oft we clawed; we chained our hearts in vain
A love a wand’ring Death dare not deny
Emblazoned till our ashes fell like rain.
But didst thou say I runneth from thy midst?’
Forsooth! I walketh like an elephant!
Verily thy breakage shall desist
Thine balls of wreckage I shall always want.
So long as Miley breathes and I can see,
So long lives this: thou hast wre-e-ecked me.