So as is my wont, I take a perfectly good poem and flush it down the drain and start all over like a pain. Today I’m amending Johnny Keats “Ode to a Grecian Urn” in my own inimitable style. Someday I will get off my arse and put it up as a podcast. [...]
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So I have a bad habit of taking a perfectly good poem and wrecking it with my imagination. My apologies to Billy Blake and his wonderful little ditty “The Tyger” (reprinted below for your reading pleasure.)
The Brytany
Brytany, Brytany, burning bright
In the nightclubs in plain sight,
What immoral hand or eye
Could feel up thy fearful symmetry?
In [...]
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To Blog or not to Blog, that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the heart to suffer the slinging of bull and the arrows of barbed comment. Or to take up keyboard against a pond of troubles, and by opposing silence them? To die: to sleep; no more; and [...]
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