MythTickle by Justin Thompson for August 10, 2018

Color commentary.

Bifröst, Bifröst, burning bright

In all colors of the light;

What immortal hand or eye,

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

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In what distant deeps or skies,

Burnt the fire of thy frame?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand, dare seize the fire?

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And what shoulder, & what art,

Could bend the colors so apart?

And when thy arc began to rise,

What dread hand? & what dread eyes?

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What the hammer? what the fan,

In what furnace was thy span?

What the anvil? what dread grasp,

Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

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When the stars threw down their spears

And water’d heaven with their tears:

Did he smile his work to see?

Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

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Bifröst, Bifröst, burning bright

In all colors of the light;

What immortal hand or eye,

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

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apologies to William Blake

And now for our evening refraction.

In fact, there’s only one driver on it, someone named Roy G. Biv.

There’s been a 12-Valkyrie collision, and the medics are arriving.

Thor’sday was yesterday!

Bifröst, Bifröst, is very good adaption, @Baslim the Beggar.

At this point I only see one little girl in a brightly colored suit with a rainbow making belt riding a horse named starlight happily trotting along enjoying the light traffic.

An illuminating episode today

He takes pride in that joke.

I foresee heavy rain…bow.

Thor is in trouble Now.

Evening Norse has a very strict No Pun Policy.

Thor has been Punished for this before.

“The traffic is refracted all the way back to Asgard.”

I like it light. Too many passing over the Rainbow Bridge can be unpleasant for those left behind….

He should be Thorry for that joke..

So, is that Bragi sitting in the Anchor chair?

He is the god of Knowledge, after all.

Use a pun, go to p̶r̶i̶s̶o̶n̶ prism.