Bit fey, but a good effort.

Poetry Brothel puts the bawd in bard

A party where you pay to have verse read to you in a bordello-style setting is packing in the punters. Are poetry and sex work really comparable?

http://www.theguardian.com/books/2014/oct/28/poetry-brothel-putting-bawd-in-bard

I wanted King Lear but with a happy ending.

What kind of damned brothel doesn't offer happy endings?

The lit'ry kind, evidently.

Happy endings just don't seem to make good art most of the time. The great Paradise Lost has, when you look at it, Satan as its (anti-, but not really) hero, whereas Paradise Redeemed is only slightly more readable than the Book of Mormon ("chloroform in print" -- Mark Twain).

And so forth, and so on.

Or try Paradise Regained.

Perils of posting when sober.

So I guess all payments are for rhyme only?

Half-rates for shooting blank verse?

Heroic couplets for muscle worshipers?

Paradise Redeemed, a Harlequin novel? Couldn't resist researching this. Just the kind of semi-froth one might expect; Eve pursued by Adam, a bar named Original Sin, a bakery named Forbidden Fruit, etc.

Possibly not up to anyone's standards.

Best regards,

RA1

Of course the backpage.com crowd spoils the party by offering free verse.

I am only slightly averse to blank verse, heroic couplets and free verse.

Best regards,

RA1

Wonder if the upsell would be to charge not by the inch but rather the foot?

As in foot long hot dogs?

Best regards,

RA1

On the light fantastic toe.