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The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are, you are, you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are."
Pussy said to the Owl "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose, his nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring?"
Said the Piggy, "I will"
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Edward Lear
I have to say I am really happy with the reaction I have had to this image. Nothing like using your driveway and a weed for inspiration when all else fails. Glad you guys love it too :)
I'm in here, can anybody see me?
Can anybody help?
I'm in here, a prisoner of history,
Can anybody help?
Can't you hear my call?
Are you coming to get me now?
I've been waiting for
You to come rescue me.
I need you to hold
All of the sadness I cannot
Live with inside of me. - Sia
This image was taken in an old abandoned house opposite a prison in Melbourne, Victoria. It wasn't particularly pleasant laying in such a filthy bath......but worth it for the shot! Extremely random selfie (collaboration with Em.)
25 piece photographic digital collage. Black and white photographs.
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He's a bad man
Mr. Bad Man
And she had enough of him
So the wolves try to dry her eyes
'cause the bad man made her cry
But everyday I know that
I may just be closer
To the sea of frozen words
Words that even soldiers
Would lay down their swords for
And they come in every color
And flavor too
There's a gold star
On a gendarme
So she asked him
"Hey can you hold my song?
It's the one piece that I got left
So hide it well" she said
He's a bad man
Mr. Bad Man
And she had enough of him
So the wolves try to dry her eyes
'cause the bad man made her cry
But everyday I know that
I may just be closer
To the sea of frozen words
Words that even soldiers
Would lay down their swords for
And they come in every color
And flavor too
~T. Amos