The Sick Rose -- William Blake
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The Sick Rose is a poem by William Blake
O rose thou art sick, The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy : And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
Apurv “Never trust a computer you can’t throw out a window.” (Steve Wozniak) “There are only two industries that refer to their customers as ‘users’.” (Edward Tufte)
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The Sick Rose is a poem by William Blake
O rose thou art sick, The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy : And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
Apurv “Never trust a computer you can’t throw out a window.” (Steve Wozniak) “There are only two industries that refer to their customers as ‘users’.” (Edward Tufte)
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Nice profile pic/animation buddy :-D
Cheers,
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The Sick Rose is a poem by William Blake
O rose thou art sick, The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy : And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
Apurv “Never trust a computer you can’t throw out a window.” (Steve Wozniak) “There are only two industries that refer to their customers as ‘users’.” (Edward Tufte)
O pup thou'rt sick, With insatiable worms, You squirm in the night, And howl up storms Hast crap't in thy bed: Unbearable perfume. You can bark all you like, Just stay out of my room!
Well, wddaya expect for three minutes' work?"
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O pup thou'rt sick, With insatiable worms, You squirm in the night, And howl up storms Hast crap't in thy bed: Unbearable perfume. You can bark all you like, Just stay out of my room!
Well, wddaya expect for three minutes' work?"
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O pup thou'rt sick, With insatiable worms, You squirm in the night, And howl up storms Hast crap't in thy bed: Unbearable perfume. You can bark all you like, Just stay out of my room!
Well, wddaya expect for three minutes' work?"
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Nice profile pic/animation buddy :-D
Cheers,
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The Sick Rose is a poem by William Blake
O rose thou art sick, The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy : And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
Apurv “Never trust a computer you can’t throw out a window.” (Steve Wozniak) “There are only two industries that refer to their customers as ‘users’.” (Edward Tufte)
I wonder what kind of posts attract more points here .... :confused::confused::confused: :)
Apurv “Never trust a computer you can’t throw out a window.” (Steve Wozniak) “There are only two industries that refer to their customers as ‘users’.” (Edward Tufte)
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I wonder what kind of posts attract more points here .... :confused::confused::confused: :)
Apurv “Never trust a computer you can’t throw out a window.” (Steve Wozniak) “There are only two industries that refer to their customers as ‘users’.” (Edward Tufte)
Original ones.
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