Blake (1757-1827) as vehicle for juxtapositional integration within Tiger Wood’s world o’ shame. A not-so-eloquent mash-up of spatial, temporal, and cultural dimensions delivered to you via parsimonious measure:

Tiger, tiger in the night
Ain’t the press a crock of shite
Watch our hydrant! Watch out tree!
Gallant Fairway Warrior bleeding from bended knee
How could thou be so bold
When all that was needed is truth be told
Now your presence is with bowed head
Because thou are currently without a bed

Caravaggio (1970 – ?)