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Posted in Cartoon | Tagged Children's Rhymes, Existence, Existentialism, Humor, John Atkinson, Life, Literature, Metaphysics, Nursery Rhymes, Philosophy, Reading, Webcomic | 12 Comments

12 Responses

1. on January 9, 2024 at 10:21 am | Reply Anonymous

   He’s outdone himself with these! Excellent stuff, especially Humpty Dumpty and Little Bo Peep!!

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   • on November 25, 2024 at 4:26 am | Reply Anonymous

     bro tthere’s no little bo Peep song stupid

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2. on January 9, 2024 at 10:24 am | Reply Anonymous

   I should have said Mary’s little lamb, but I think my error is just as relevant with little Bo Peep, etc.

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3. on January 9, 2024 at 2:07 pm | Reply Mr. Ohh's Sideways View

   Great stuff 🤣🙃😎

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4. on January 11, 2024 at 6:35 pm | Reply Anonymous

   Mercy, mercy me. Things ain’t what they used to be…

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   • on January 11, 2024 at 6:47 pm | Reply Wrong Hands

     true dat

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5. on January 11, 2024 at 7:25 pm | Reply Anonymous

   In the bleak midwinter
   Frosty wind made moan
   Earth stood hard as iron
   Water like a stone
   Snow had fallen
   Snow on snow on snow
   In the bleak midwinter
   Long, long ago

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6. on January 11, 2024 at 7:29 pm | Reply Anonymous

   truth and reality are constructed fictions…

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7. on January 11, 2024 at 8:01 pm | Reply Anonymous

   Genius!
   And Humpty was always a bit concerned about gravity…
   Fleece can be golden…
   My 3 men were in a tub filled with water…

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8. on January 11, 2024 at 8:05 pm | Reply Anonymous

   Superb.
   Puts me in mind of…
   “Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup
   They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe
   Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind
   Possessing and caressing me”

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9. on January 11, 2024 at 10:10 pm | Reply Anonymous

   Good Grief!
   These are darkly entertaining. I feel the chill through the Gothic nursery.

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10. on January 14, 2024 at 10:14 am | Reply the glennster

    You might like my wacky aphorisms

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