Metaphor Shmetaphor | Pine Cone

"A Poison Tree" William Blake (British accent)

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A Poison Tree

BY WILLIAM BLAKE

I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

Politically-correct intellectual-naive Satanic-shmetaphor interpretations of Blakes “A Poison Tree”, just about drives me female man-hate Metaphor-crazy as another Satanic-college mind-control Top Secret, hidden right out in front of us. I wrote this Top Secret female enema of male enemy Sodomy take over, so I would, never forget the definition of ‘fe’-prefix anger male-foe Poison-suffix contempt before investigation_Collective female-anger guilty, until proven male-innocent, and here I am back again as the enemy of female Family-secret Tree-vengeance presenting what the ‘fe’ anger-prefix has to do with Poison-women poisoning the poisoned-male without fooling ONENESS Spirit Conscience any more.

Females treat males as their effing foe by, never self-disclosing their honest-anger Poison lie, so as female male-foe Family Top Secret Adam, and Eve have Sex to Mother-own Punish-children, females become the Poison Family Tree, every Eve-evening, when an erect male enemy appears to evening-slow Pole-poke Eve fe fi fo fums Jack, and the male Milk-money poison Bean-stock Mum’s bum bumps in the night.

A Poison Female

Females are angry with female friends
Females tell female friends but, never tell male enemies
Female male-anger foe Poisons themselves on the tree of Family rage-vengeance
And it makes perfect sense to Poison Eve Adam-apples Collective Top Secret lie

Smile, you’re on Candid Poison male-foe Family camera
Watering victim-volunteer Penis-hate Adam’s apples never-tell
Fooling your, own forgotten Karma past/future secret-penis lifetimes
Deceiving the Sun in double-apparent Poison single-parent wishes

Adam’s penis grew apples every Eve male-morning mirror-surprise
While Eve hid her anger for the Top Secret Collective Poison pole
My Male’s-vagina female-foe was my shiny Adam’s-apple Karma
And he knew it was my, own Mother Earth Poison Family-secret

And into my vagina Family-garden cookie-jar stole his foe-pole
When sneaky Eve hid her anger for male-foe secret female-roles
Never tell a mourning-rise this Eve-warning Collective-secret
Or “I’ll be back” like this Painting over old canvass Karma-easel

Songs of Experience are the True Songs of Innocence, and seeing through the veil of life, and death is the absence of Top-gender Secrets. Male metaphors are female shmetapor enemy Poison, whether female Male-addiction anger calls itself the olden Rage-female Family-vengeance, or the New Age female Ascension anger-deception calls itself beautiful on the Outside, and, just as ugly-deception as fe-mailing Black males on the secret Inside, by the, very definition of Karmic-secret Poison Family habits, back and forth.

Blake’s Pine Cone-return tell is alive, “Life is Death” well, as if Adam is damned, even before Eve Poisoned little boy Tree humiliations. So let’s, all get married as enemies of Spirit Light and, never tell a man our feelings, lest man would become woman’s best hidden-knowledge Tree-free friend, instead of Eve Shmetaphors effing the enemy-dog and selling out Apple Adam’s past/future, always the same Progeny-poison Karma-pups.

The Poisoned female Family Tree is poison, the Poisoned Adam’s apple-male is poison, as well as the Poisoned Progeny apples are poison that, never fall far from Blake’s daring Innocent Collective-intimate ‘choosing sides’ same old New Age Female-anger Pine Cone Mother-replication Earth is poison in this once Top Secret Collective-anger confrontation. “Giving Gender-roles enough rope…” is another “Q” to get a clue, before we die, and come back again to face the Poison Collective Tree of Carnal-knowledge poison anger the, very deceitful fall of Adam’s foe, every Poison-night pole angry Vagina Garden of Eden Eve-unveiling .

Blake had to use metaphors to protect the Evil Gender Collective Top Secret, and Eve’n Pine Cone had to resort to shmetaphors to protect, all Mortal Physical Karma Illusions, so we can, just keep on keeping on, in case we refuse to see the experiential Lost Innocence song, still singing like any denial Collective-first-to-die Male-canary in another Earth Mother Coal Mine female sell-out fi fi foe fum G-rated angry-lie male-enemy shmetaphor-tell.

Revolting Rhymes_ Jack and the Beanstalk.mp4

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