I've written a little song about William Blake. It's a veritable ode, an epic. It sort of sums up the way I feel about him, and it goes like this:
*ahem*
A Song of William Blake
O rose
thou art sick,
to despite thy beauty
be such a prick.
*ahem*
A Song of William Blake
O rose
thou art sick,
to despite thy beauty
be such a prick.
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