Sunday, July 03, 2005
was really into Edward Gorey.
This one's for you, babe. I hope for your sake that you turn out to be Basil.
If you'd like a bit of backstory, here is the grim little poem that he and I memorized and repeated to each other at random moments for the last two or three years.
Here's how I did:
You will be sucked dry by a leech. I'd stay away
from swimming holes, and stick to good old
cement. Even if it does hurt like hell when
your toe scrapes the bottom.
What horrible Edward Gorey Death will you die?
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This is what passes for romance in Nome's world.