The Tyger, by William Blake
Tiger, tiger burning bright
in the forest of the night
I think that it was pretty mean
to soak his fur in kerosene.
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The Purple Cow, by Gilett Burgess
I never saw a purple cow
though it might be endearing
But, if I see one anyhow
it’s genetic engineering.
………….
The Raven, by Edgar Allen Poe
Once upon a midnight dreary
while I pondered weak and weary
on a bust of Pallus, a raven posed
O’ why can’t I keep that window closed?
Potatoes and the Promise of More Potatoes 
Tiger, tiger, roasting bright,
Who the heck set him alight?
Did they really aim to fry
Our big feline friend? (Oh my!)
– William Bake
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Sure, it’s better than mine… but, it’s in the comments section… like THAT’S cool…
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I merely got the idea from you.
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Clever
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Encore!
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I just couldn’t do anything with T S Eliot’s Wasteland…
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😀 You never know till you try!
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I’m still angry about the immortal hand or eye and the rhyme with symettry. It has also been long enough that the actual word pronunciation should have been changed to fit the poem .
Out of all of the things this annoys me the most.
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You just have to tree to forget it…
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I am old, I am old, I shall wear my Banana Republic 100% cotton water resistant wrinkle-free Banlon® trousers rolled…because I can.
And because flammable tygers are chasing me.
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That’ll teach those stupid mermaids to sing each to each, eh?
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