michael, my brother, peace
kat, my lady, you sway to the rhythm of my heart.
because the deputy meant him no harm, my friend. it was only the sheriff that was the oppressor.
in faith, i do not love thee with mine eyes.  for they in thee a thousand errors note.  but 'tis my heart that loves what they despise.  who in despite of view is pleas 'd to dote.
very uncool, my brother