The experts have all agreed: there is no doubt that if Shakespeare were alive today he would live in Beverly Hills, California. He would dwell in a 1930s split-level hacienda, probably on Palm or Roxbury. As a well-compensated screenwriter he would churn-out the standard plots that were expected of him: fish-out-of-water dramadies, chick flicks and (under assorted pen names) a few reality shows; and like the poet whose work is attached, he would write about matters unique to California -valet parking, Cobb Salads -and in this case the Hollywood agent. This poem was written by Sydney King Russell (1898 - 1976), who, like Shakespeare, knew that if you're going to write a poem about Hollywood agents, you'll need to crack open the ol' rhyming dictionary to see what rhymes with "ten percent".
