I Asked a Thief

William Blake

I asked a thief to steal me a peach,
He turned up his eyes;
I ask'd a lithe lady to lie her down,
Holy & meek she cries.

As soon as I went
An angel came.
He wink'd at the thief
And smild at the dame--

And without one　　　　　　 word said
Had a peach from the tree
And still as a maid
Enjoy'd the lady.

           

                                              go to sleep - radiohead

          

                                            special needs - placebo


           

           Fast girls, Fast cars, One　　 wild ride- Sports Illustrated Swimsuit 2009