Beware! Bare flesh and filthy language lie
ahead. Hold firm if frightened of loud bangs.
Take notice, sexual naughtiness in store.
Greek legends clash in hungry rival gangs.
The author of this violent, grim discourse?
None other than the English Bard of course.

Written in response to the warnings by the stage door at The Globe for Troilus and Cressida tonight.
(28.09.25)

© Ben Quant 2025