Shakespeare: Valorous day to thee knave, wouldst thee liketh to tryeth reading mine own sonnets? (Good day to you boy, would you like to try reading my sonnets?)
Boy: What is he tryna say?
Shakespeare: Forgive me, you probably don't understand. What I meant to say is, would you like to try reading my sonnets?
Boy: Nah, sounds boring. I'm gonna go home and play my PS4 instead.
Shakespeare: Boring? I assure you, my sonnets are NOT boring. What is a "PS4" anyway?
Boy: Eh, you won't understand. I don't wanna read sonnets, I just wanna play my gadgets.
Shakespeare: Oh come on, it'll be fun! Reading these sonnets can widen your thou-
Boy: Not interested. i'm just gonna go home.
Shakespeare: Wait, come back! At least try to read my Sonnet 18!
Shakespeare: Yond wast unf'rtunate. Nobody fain reads mine own sonnets anym'ore. (That was unfortunate. Nobody willing reads my sonnets anymore.)