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June 07, 2005
Published by Pomegranate Artbooks
Bow 6099, Rohnert Park, California 94927 in association with Curved Space UK Ltd. and Increfible Images Inc., 1993
Illusrations and text copywrighted 1993 Pactrick Woodroffe
To trade your plumage or your face,
For when such change becomes contagious
The consequence can prove outrageous!
And get the things they think they want,
They’s still be bored with what they’d got
And changing places quite a lot.
Heaven knows! said the hedgebank nun.
“Kill me now,” said the last fairy, “for I cannot kill myself.”
The rainbow broke in the sky.
No rain, no hail, no snow. The long-dead forests burned in root and branch, the last snail baked within his house.
“The rainbow's broken in the sky, your kingdom is dead from end to end. Beltempest sleep forever.”
A sword for England and St. George.
Thy pruning hook I’ll borrow
To make an arrow.
Writing about web page http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/images/stuecs/2005/06/08/alicia_and_sarah.jpgAlicia’s delice were her eyes made of jade,
And Sarah’s hair fluttered like split orangeade
Their blouses were gaped by a curious breeze
And, not knowing they did it, the temptresses teased.
And as the sea whitened on the rocks below
He glimsped nothing but a peeping verge
Where naught is writ.
For his daughter was as deaf as a field of rye;
Having ears in plenty but hearing naught,
How else might a suitable suitor be caught?