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When the stars threw down their spearsthe same god that created kittens also created lions
The rivers are full of crocodile nasties
and He who made kittens put snakes in the grass.
He's a lover of life but a player of pawns ---
yes, the King on His sunset lies waiting for dawn
to light up His Jungle as play is resumed. -- JethroTull
Ian Anderson may be a arrogant, fukin twat, but his music is top notch!the same god that created kittens also created lions
The rivers are full of crocodile nasties
and He who made kittens put snakes in the grass.
He's a lover of life but a player of pawns ---
yes, the King on His sunset lies waiting for dawn
to light up His Jungle as play is resumed. -- JethroTull
A tigress devouring a fetusWhen the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
(from The Tyger by William Blake)
That's beautiful. Made me cry a little. I guess I was expecting the last word to rhyme, but that's okay.A tigress devouring a fetus
Concocted a wonderful treatise.
"The truth is," she said
As she bit off its head
"I'd rather eat this than a nigger"
That's by Blake too, you know, from Songs of Innocence and Niggers.That's beautiful. Made me cry a little. I guess I was expecting the last word to rhyme, but that's okay.
Yes, I remember now. He painted niggers, then actually wrote his nigger poems on the paintings. Sort of a multimedia thing, ahead of his time.That's by Blake too, you know, from Songs of Innocence and Niggers.