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[Feb. 15th, 2003|06:28 am]
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Shakespeare's Sonnet LXXIII, as interpreted by the AOLer translator, which turns whatever you feed it into 12-year-old-h4x0r pr0z3. Link stolen from  scottfreeman.
TAHT TIEM OF YEAR THOU MAYST IN ME BHOLD
WHEN Y3LOW LEAEVS OR NON3 OR F3W DO HANG
UPON THOS3 BOUGHS WHICH SHAEK AGANEST TEH COLD R RUIN’D CHOIRS WHARE LAET TEH SWET BIRDS SANG1!!1! OMG WTF
IN ME THOU SE’ST TEH TWILIGHT OF SUCH DAY
AS AFTAR SUNS3T FAEDTH IN DA WEST
WHICH BY AND BY BLAK NIGHT DOTH TAEK AWAY
D3ATH’S SECOND SELF TAHT S3ALS UP AL IN RAST!!!!!11!
IN ME THOU SE’ST TEH GLOWNG OF SUCH FIER
TAHT ON DA ASHES OF HIS U DOTH LEI
AS DA DEATH-BD WHAREON IT MUST EXPIER
CONSUM’D WIT TAHT WHICH IT WAS NOURISH’D BY!1111 WTF
THIS THOU PARCEIV’ST WHICH MAEKS THY LOVE MOR3 STRONG
2 LOV3 TAHT W3L WHICH THOU MUST L3AEV ER3 LONG1!!1!1!! WTF
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