"Jan Fabre temples of meat"
"riddled blog" Yikes!!!
Not a search but a referral page of wonderment
"riddled"
"contemporary woodcut artists"
Which could , in fact, stand as a pretty good Haiku about the site except for the syllables being all wrong.
Anyone else got a 'Riddled' Haiku they would like to share? A Mrs Miggins Lilac and Wildebeest pie to the winner ( no, nothing actually)
21 comments:
They told me to write a Haiku
Not something I'd typically do
Since they don't have to rhyme
They're not worth a dime
I wouldn't want to read one - would you?
butterfly moon petal
penis engorgement
did I win?
(oh, man! I'm so unsoffistikated!... official entry:)
butterfly moon pet
al penis engorgement, did
I win? (yada)
Very strong contenders so far*sobs*
This is why we can't have Monkey Butlers. AK has incarcerated them all in a locked office where they labour over keyboards, typing random search strings into Google until they find ones that link to Riddled.
We are, for instance, at the top of the suggestions for "chronotopic spiderdog".
#1 !!! Yay us!!
Need twins study aide
at Old Entomologist?
Asking for a friend.
Grunty malebeasts blog
panstless or so I've been told
thank God I've gone blind
I saw a woodcut
My eyes were badly damaged
Riddled is the blog
~
Egil's large forehead,
Lobos-Santos, spider glyph,
My favourite things.
Thy rods and cones they
comfort me not. Holy shit
did you see THAT ONE?
Where is my husband?
On the damn computer again
Old fool think's he's Locke
Googled "Kiwi Smut"
For Antipodean porn
Only got woodcuts.
Ok. Look.
Seriously. Haiku?
Not gonna do it. Wouldn't be prudent. So I did what I could.
I wrote you a National Anthem.
Old Entymologist!
Our home and native pub!
True aged resentment in all thy shots and grubs.
With gritted teeth we see thee rise,
No trousers here to see!
From floor to lot,
Old Entymologist, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our hands out of the stream of pee!
Old Entymologist, we stand on guard for thee.
Old Entymologist, we stand on guard for thee.
Only got woodcuts.
Need moar lube. French Polish does not count.
Salted pineapples
A "Hidden History" talk
Inspiring woodcuts
Haiku makes you cold
counting Autumn syllables
you are not a frog.
thrus, nasty rash nearly.
I went down last night
W/ a tattoo madam to
A leering dagger
M. Bouffant is cheating, but will be awarded a packet of Salmon Salt crisps as a special prize.
ten hours on google
monkey butler woodcut found!
what? no pineapple?
Spooky, I have pineapple.
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