I did a series of little drawings yesterday. They are simple. Less is more. It is difficult to know when to stop and to resist overworking the composition.
It is spring There is a new bird at the feeder He is wearing a tiny sombrero and a tiny serape
My neighbor is loading her shotgun !
Immortality at 2:15
The clock stopped working at 2:15 I took it to the clock shop to have it fixed The doctor came in holding a paper Looking grim The paper said I am going to die The clock man shook his head "Nothing I can do." The doctor didn't know when or how But the paper said I wouldn't live forever
Each day, twice a day at 2:15 the clock tells the time.
THE HELPING HAND
The cat helped the snake across the street I am not sure it wanted to cross the street Just then In the cats mouth It lashed its little tail The other end made snake screams The cat let it go It wiggled in the grass With a broken back The cat took a nap in the sun
MATERNITY
A dog walks down the street Smoking a cigar This is strange because beagles usually smoke cigarettes
Her tits hang down She is a new mother The cigar is a celebration
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