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A quick, sloppy little comic about Magritte

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louisinart:

Anyway if you see this you have to reblog and tag with a delight from ur day – even the littlest thing counts

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everythingfox:

He’s helping

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weedass:

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me giving my dog his stick toy when he isnt really interested in playing

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tel-aviva:

mf-dude:

hes trying to explode you with his mind

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There was a young man from Peru

Whose limericks stopped at line two

There once was a man from Verdun

There once was a man from the sticks
Whose limericks stopped at line six.
They were fine till line five
Then they took quite a dive —
But the problem is easy to fix
If you just ignore the last line, it doesn’t even follow the rhyme scheme oh god I’ve really lost control of this thing I’m so sorry…

There once was a man

From Cork who got limericks

And haiku confused.

There once was a man from the sticks

Who liked to compose limericks

But he failed at the sport

Because he wrote them too short

@limerickshere

There once was a fellow named Dan,
Whose poetry never would scan.
When told this was so,
He replied, “Yes, I know–
It’s because I try to squeeze as many syllables into the last line as I possibly can.”

On Tumblr did lasses and lads
Their way with fail poetry had.
You’re having your fun
But you’re fooling no one -
It takes skill to do something this bad.

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