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Ah, I do love me some Tennyson. It was fun comparing it to lovemaking.
Although I still love W.H. Auden for saying about Tennyson, “he had the finest ear, perhaps, of any English poet; he was undoubtedly the stupidest; there was little about melancholia that he didn’t know; there was little else that he did.”
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This strip was actually based on a conversation I had with my brother about whether tattoos showed “lack of foresight” or not. A very long conversation.
Still makes me laugh to remember.
