Sunday, September 18, 2011

The house that Gertrude built...


This is the house that Gertrude built, she is squint, and a little old, and the argumentative magical dimensions she built it between just wouldn't stop their pesky bickering, until she stabbed the first in the eye with a knitting needle, following which the front door disappeared, so she built a second one, with a tower, and a mantelpiece upon which to store her collection of ceramic dogs, and her pipe, which she only smoked occasionally.

2 comments:

Myrtle said...

I would like to be Gertrude, but I would have ceramic cats instead of dogs and my name would be Myrtle :)
But that would definitely look like my house!

i wish i had a penguin friend said...

love these illustrations!