“His name was King. He had a horse. Along the countryside. I saw him ride. He had a gun. I knew him well. And when he shot, Oh that man. He never missed…”
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“His name was King. He had a horse. Along the countryside. I saw him ride. He had a gun. I knew him well. And when he shot, Oh that man. He never missed…”
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the rain in the plain stays mainly on the mane. photos by michael nichols, anup & manoj shaw and paul & paveena mckenzie from serengeti national park, where there aren’t too many places for lions to hide from the rain.
Tom Bombadil goes up to the counter and tries to order a chai tea, which would undoubtedly add a lot of nuance and complexity to the Starbucks world. The barista ignores him.
Ruskin Spear (1911-1990), The Tea Table (n.d.), oil on canvas, 43 x 63 cm. Via BBC.