I HAD A LITTLE PONY

April is NATIONAL POETRY MONTH

I recently found several postcards that are part of a series of nursery rhymes illustrated with still life photographs showing people made of pipe cleaners and flower blossoms, and knickknack animals. They are really bizarre and BAD.

If enough people like or reblog this, I’ll post one or two more before the end of April.

I HAD A LITTLE PONY

I had a little pony, his name was Dapple Grey
I lent him to a lady, to ride a mile away.
She whipped him, and she lashed him,
And she rode him through the mire.
I would not lend my pony again, for all that lady’s hire.