Songs of Innocence and Experience, 21st century edition
(A conversation begun in the comments to the previous post got me
Two completely fictional* and imaginary young characters: Innocence, who speaks in a dreamy and hopeful voice, and Experience, who speaks with the bitter tones of recently acquired knowledge.
Sigh. I can’t wait until I start my period…
Just think, my body growing up, that’ll be just great!
The nurse said in class that it doesn’t hurt.
That’s just what they tell you.
*Absolutely. Because do you really think William Blake actually heard a clod and a pebble talk? OK, bad example. But do you think anyone else would have heard them? Of course not!