terry

this is terry. also known as scarry terry, jerry, and cemeterry. but only i know his true idenity. he is the mad hatter. we met one cold lunch day a long time ago, but he had much shorter hair back then. but now he is my man!

terry's poem:

terry the professional widow axe murder

terry terry quite contrary,
how many widows did you marry?
did you hack them with an axe?
did you eat them up as snacks?
buried in the moor I counted seven,
do you pray for them to go to heaven?
with their wings all pruned and airy,
what did you do to them Terry?
their faces were frozen in fear.
did they beg for mercy when you came near?
or were they oblivious to your murderous intention?
or was murder something you forgot to mention?
terry terry quite contrary,
how many more do you plan to marry?

~vetala

at the races seeing robosaurus

at the army booth checking things out

valentines day