Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright in the forest of the night! Man, it's doubleplusungood - burning tygers in the wood!
In the forest of night there's a ty'er, who was scratchin' his back on a fire. He was turned into steak by a poet named Blake and since then he burns brighter and higher.
Tyger, tyger burning bright, poem, poem sells all right. Can I yet surpass the score? Quoth the Raven: Nevermore.
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Date: Thursday, 24 September 2009 08:21 (UTC)in the forest of the night!
Man, it's doubleplusungood -
burning tygers in the wood!
In the forest of night there's a ty'er,
who was scratchin' his back on a fire.
He was turned into steak
by a poet named Blake
and since then he burns brighter and higher.
Tyger, tyger burning bright,
poem, poem sells all right.
Can I yet surpass the score?
Quoth the Raven: Nevermore.