Not even shopped.
So I was thinking. Heaven must get a little dull sometimes. While you were up there, waiting for loved ones to arrive, watching the world below go by, you’d want all the same amenities anyone on earth would get. That includes a love life. So what if there was a dating site for long dead historical figures? Enter ‘love in the afterlife’.
This turned out a lot more sinister than I intended.
Based on the famous ‘I wandered lonely as a cloud’ by the big man Willy Wordsworth.
For reference: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174790
Sketch and accompanying poem.
Original poem (and slightly more serious than usual) based on a sketch of a moth I found chillin’ in my bathroom a couple of weeks back. Little fella was just misunderstood.
Lie With Style 