I thought this camel pic was pretty great, although it would look better in color. HEY what's black, white, and red all over?
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Walt Whitman says: I contain multitudes Well. How should HE know what I contain? I mean, I don't. How presumptuous is he, to sing MY song to me? Whatever Walt, you're pushing daisies now so whatever
Wipe me clean of bitterness: left over is a bland weak limp thing who cannot stand out in a meal, gets eaten for lunch no consequences for the stomach that restrains me
I spy with my little eye... a bigger eye behind. a nose between the two some lips sketched in below, very red a chin hangs from the jaw, like a stubby stalagmite