Stumblin' through
Dublin for twenty-four hours
through whorehouses, pubs, even one or two towers…
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
Bloom is a cuckold; wife Molly’s a flirt].
through whorehouses, pubs, even one or two towers…
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
Bloom is a cuckold; wife Molly’s a flirt].
[Citizen Kane]
His spring is spectacular. So is his fall,
as a man learns, en fin, how he can’t have it all…
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
“Rosebud”s his sled and his ultimate blurt.]
His spring is spectacular. So is his fall,
as a man learns, en fin, how he can’t have it all…
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
“Rosebud”s his sled and his ultimate blurt.]
[The Divine Comedy]
A middle-aged Dante runs ranting through Hell,
someplace okay to visit but no place to dwell…”
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
Though shaken, he’s taken to Heaven unhurt.]
A middle-aged Dante runs ranting through Hell,
someplace okay to visit but no place to dwell…”
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
Though shaken, he’s taken to Heaven unhurt.]
[The Iliad]
The war’s been unending: a bloodbath, by crikey!
What’s needed’s an armistice nurtured by Nike…
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
The horse houses soldiers: just peek ‘neath its skirt.]
The war’s been unending: a bloodbath, by crikey!
What’s needed’s an armistice nurtured by Nike…
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
The horse houses soldiers: just peek ‘neath its skirt.]
[The Wizard of Oz]
Dorothy departs former area code
and, with friends, her way wends down a yellow brick road…
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
The Wiz proves an octogenarian squirt.]
Dorothy departs former area code
and, with friends, her way wends down a yellow brick road…
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
The Wiz proves an octogenarian squirt.]
[The Book of Genesis]
Man shall be made on the last day but one:
he'll be Nature's epitome! By Jove! Well done!
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
The fool will be fashioned from handfuls of dirt.]
Man shall be made on the last day but one:
he'll be Nature's epitome! By Jove! Well done!
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
The fool will be fashioned from handfuls of dirt.]
[The Book of Job]
God puts his guy to the ultimate test:
“So: dost thou love Me or thy sorry ass best?”
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
Job loses decidedly more than his shirt.]
God puts his guy to the ultimate test:
“So: dost thou love Me or thy sorry ass best?”
[Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert!
Job loses decidedly more than his shirt.]
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