Here is a brief summary of the play I read yesterday:
There once was a king by the name of Lear,
Many thought he had nothing to fear
But he was getting old and about to retire,
So he divided the throne among his three daughters before he would expire
He did just that but only two liars got their wish
But revenge would be a cold, cold dish
They fought for the throne while Lear watched in dismay
He walked out into the storm, his mind in disarray
The ones that hid themselves found him and took him in
But he was now just a shell of the man he once had been
The cold, cold dish took hold over the others
Leaving death and destruction in its path, crowning the new king the more righteous of brothers.
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