Poetry Corner
A bright autumnal Saturday afternoon. Just a leaf fire, more or less. Some smoked sausage. Some pop. And The Banana Splits killing time that otherwise would seem to be drowning in ennui. What more could be asked for?
And not that far off: Augie Doggie and Doggie Daddy under much the same scenario, only it’s hot dogs for the most part. Just a simple “father/son bonding” bit.
Not far off from that one: Wendy and Rita, between missions involving Old Nugget Nose (who, know, is sworn never to reveal where the Lost Dutchman’s Mine may be), heating up some homemade chili and sharing such with a few of their fellow Laydeez (if for no other reason than that it’s just a Saturday afternoon driven more by fear of ennui).
Do these exercises in poesy get too much to you? Or do you otherwise have some Hanna-Barberian poesy worth sharing?
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