In Honor Of The Ides Of March, My Favorite Tiktok

In honor of the Ides of March, my favorite Tiktok

Beware the Ides of March, my son,

The friends that turn, the knives that stab!

Beautiful vintage book spines

Enjoyed everyone's comments on the last one so much, here's another.

Photo by flash of light on flickr ·  ·  · St. Andrews church in the cotswold village of Naunton, in the Windrush valley, Gloucestershire, England. Taken on a late Spring evening.

with apologies to lewis carroll

The Walrus and her Fairy friend Were strolling down the block; They paused and then debated on Which one of them should knock: ‘You know, this might be easier If we just pick the lock!'

‘If I’m the one to do it And they find me standing here, Do you suppose,' the Walrus asked, That they would shriek in fear?' The Fairy said ‘I bet they would,’ And shed a bitter tear.

The Walrus and the Fairy then Walked on a little more, And came upon the house That they’d identified before. They flipped a coin to see which one Would now approach the door.

‘O Tumblrina, let me in!' The Walrus did beseech. ‘A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, For I have much to teach.’ (The sounds of this discussion Were within the Fairy’s reach.)

The Tumblr user looked at him, But never a word they said: Too wowed by this new circumstance To even shake their head. ‘Would you prefer,’ the Walrus sighed, A Fairy’s knock instead?’

‘The time has come,' the Fairy said, Accepting his new role, ‘We must admit this visit Is in service of a goal: And then the two together cried, ‘We’re here to take a poll!’