As mine eyes gaze upon walls adjacent
and catch glimpse of yon White Sox calendar,
I warm with a measure of elation
and spy the date, twenty into April.
But wilst thou join in my celebration?
Wilst thou commemorate that true genius?
Stricken by awe and pure concentration,
I craft my offering to thine words past.
Today we celebrate the creation
of words and prose that withstand and endure
the ravages of time, from thence nascent.
And I shalt echo my best, thine speakings.
Verily, friends, there is nothing too hard:
Toss modern away, and speak like the Bard.

Or, in English, today is apparently annual Talk Like Shakespeare Day! As I am unskilled in such things, I decided to write a sonnet and throw in things like "Lo, and verily, and thus and thence." I think it works. Hey, it's no Talk Like A Pirate Day, but it's something.

April 20th is also a holiday for another sort, and I wish them all a very happy day with no shortages of the various things they enjoy. They know what I mean. And, if you don't, there may additional clues hidden within this entry.