Ever
since William Blake praised them
The
Tigers of Wrath have been insufferable
And sneer
at the Horses of Instruction.
From his
nutshell, the King of Infinite Space,
Urges
moderation upon them:
“Where are
the Velociraptors of Rage?
Who now
fears the Protozoa of Vexation?”
At the rain the dead leaves jeer
“What need have we of you
“What need have we of you
Now that we're perfect, brown and sere?”
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