- And did those feet in ancient time
- Walk upon Chatsworth’s mountains green?
- And was the holy lamb of God
- On DeSoto’s pleasant pastures seen?
- And did the Countenance Divine
- Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
- And was Jerusalem builded here
- Among these dark Satanic Films?
- Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
- Bring me my Arrows of Desire;
- Bring me my Spear; O clouds unfold!
- Bring me my Chariot of Fire!
- I will not cease from Mental Fight,
- Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand,
- Till we have built Jerusalem
- In Chatsworth’s green and pleasant Land.
It seems you were buggered by one too many wallaroos as a child. Here’s a fair-dinkum proposition, mate: Each time you copy another person’s words, pasting your own name or a porn reference into the text in a failed attempt at “satire,” one of your unfortunate readers wins the opportunity to slam your fucking head in a door. Do you really think your blogs qualify as writing? Loser.
So poet, you want to turn west porn valley into a holy land?