She puts me in the can
And smiles through the wall
I got the horrors ’cause I’m one inch tall
Next thing I know’s a girl by my side
Dressed in a bayleaf, she’s trying to hide
I asked her name — she said ‘Germaine’ –
Do the rock — Do the one-inch rock
I love it! I think I can tell that the arms are toothpicks and the umbrella is for drinks and that the hat is probably a bottle cap, but the eyes nose mouth?
Sheila: He’s still there, although there are cat tracks all about him now, so I fear he’s not long for the world even if it stays cold. I like the song, too–especially the bit about the bayleaf. I have a bay tree; perhaps a new green shirt is in order….
Deron: Right on all counts. The eyes and nose are just bits of a black twist-tie. I tried peppercorns first but they wouldn’t stay put.
She puts me in the can
And smiles through the wall
I got the horrors ’cause I’m one inch tall
Next thing I know’s a girl by my side
Dressed in a bayleaf, she’s trying to hide
I asked her name — she said ‘Germaine’ –
Do the rock — Do the one-inch rock
See Cooper Renner’s paean to T. Rex.
I love it! I think I can tell that the arms are toothpicks and the umbrella is for drinks and that the hat is probably a bottle cap, but the eyes nose mouth?
Is the little guy still around?
Sheila: He’s still there, although there are cat tracks all about him now, so I fear he’s not long for the world even if it stays cold. I like the song, too–especially the bit about the bayleaf. I have a bay tree; perhaps a new green shirt is in order….
Deron: Right on all counts. The eyes and nose are just bits of a black twist-tie. I tried peppercorns first but they wouldn’t stay put.
How was the snowman doing come morning? (I awoke thinking of a sodden red paper parasol.)