Twisted torment of our lives Swallowed by the lashing sea Red moon burns the dark of night Bedelia...have you won your secon...

Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forest of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? Blake...

Sadly, Will's new dog Ate my opening poem. Nothing to put here. Alas! Peeking at the sets and poking around the stu...