By me:
Off the stars in the sky
We are all getting high
The crows and the birds sit in their trees
Watching and waiting for terror in these scenes
Here is my hand that I will lend
May over time these wounds mend
Flowers dancing in the wind gales
But it's plastic in our ocean that hails
Listen to the people when they speak
They might have the information you seek
Snowy owls, feathers white
Snowy owls fly into the night
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Lost in a concrete Jungle
I become an animal, animal
(From AROURA's song Animal)
I am His Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me sir, whose dog are you?
(Alexander Pope) 🧐🤔{sounds suspiciously canine therian-y(?)}
Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down, and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day ...
(Both of the above are by Andrew Marvel)
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
(Both above write by William Blake)
