HaiCakes!

Sometimes I find a wreck or two that makes me feel all poetical and stuff.

These...[dramatic pause]... are those wrecks.

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Barren winter tree

on a giant bare cookie.

Woo. Celebration.

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Circle of sprinkles

instead of decorations

because it's break time.

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A fish in the sky.

She turned me into a newt!

But...I got better.

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Packing foam peanuts,

A big shiny pile of...wait.

Is that Tiana?

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Blue, orange, yellow.

A cheerful makeover for

the eye of Sauron.

And now, let's hear a piece from the king of beat poetry himself:

Spot on, Data. Spot. On.

Thanks to Ellen B., Rachel W., Jodee R., Meg G., & Lizzie B. who also have hedonistic predilections for demonstrations of affection, but we don't talk about that.

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P.S. Because one does not simply walk into Mordor:

Mordor Fun Run Tee

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And from my other blog, Epbot: