***We made a bunch of special Black and white prints for some customers at the comic cons this year…they turned out so well we sold-out of a few of them. This is one of John’s favorites. We posted other versions of it – with flash-fiction stories and poetry – previously, but this time it’s just the image…and it is enough. -Marsha
Go sports! Go sports!
Kick the bishop in the shorts,
When she fell, face first, with a grunt and a thudd,
the state of her health was precarious,
but staggering up, encrusted with mud,
the look on her face was hilarious.
***Yeah, there’s a silly rhyme for BOTH of these pages…thankfully for you, we left them out of the book. I think John is the only freakish weirdo in America who still likes poetry. You’re welcome! If you want to buy the book, hit the ETSY link above or go to etsy.com and search EEWbooks. -Marsha
Fingers are fingers
and thumbs are fingers,
but not every finger’s a thumb.
The same thing goes for chickens, they say
(but the ones who say it are dumb!).
***John loves this poem…..now you know why the publisher cut all the poetry from the new book, BODY-ODDIES. People hate that crap. The image, however, is one of MY favorites. Buy the book! Find it at www.sallemander.com or go directly to Etsy and search EEWbooks. -Marsha
Sid was covered in candy tattoos,
they said he was mean and vicious,
but after he died…and hardened up,
He tasted sweet and delicious.
***There’s no rhymed ditty for Arm Candy. The publisher would have cut it from the new book, BODY-ODDIES, anyway, just like Sticky Fingers was. But don’t get me wrong, it was the right move. The publisher made a fantastic book, and as it is, John is the only freak who still likes poetry any more, anyway. Get the book. Go to www.sallemander.com or go directly to Etsy and search EEWbooks. -Marsha