In a Land Where None Are Known to Neatly Knot the Gnu, a deluxe excursion to the mind of Walt Kelly, where the Okefenokee is alive with the sound of ink flowing through the swamp, delineating a cast of thousands, well, dozens in all their frippery foolishness.
Hun, can I book a ticket for you, LLK class?
Walt Kelly — Songs of the Pogo — endpapers
3 comments:
Hun says:
For a ticket to the land of the Songs of the Pogo I would even sing in a subway station.
Thank you, my Friend in Kelly!
Beautiful!
I really do need to upgrade my copies of Songs of the Pogo and 10 Ever-lovin' Blue-Eyed Years to Hardcover one of these days. Although I actually think the softcover of Songs is the rarer version...
Wonderful! Wonderful!
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