ex cathedra: Mixed

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Mixed

Watching parts of Were The World Mine, a kinda sweet and nostalgic story of setting A Midsummer Night's Dream in a boy's private school, where the magical elixir turns everyone gay. The darkly handsome sensitive kid gets the school jock to fall for him. First love. Adolescent fantasies.

I know not by what power I made bold,
But still you flout my insufficient seed
The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.

My ear should catch your voice; my eye, your eye,
My tongue should catch your tongue, sweet melody,
My tongue your tongue were the world mine

Ads in between feature Ru Paul's Drag Race and her band of freaks.

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