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My name is David Michael Chandler, and everyday I will post a Daily Doodle with a story attached to it. Everything you see here has been written, drawn, and coloured all on my lonesome. I hope you enjoy them, or die trying. Please E-mail anytime at thedailydoodles@gmail.com |
“Because You Were Bad”
(A Classique Doodle from 9/29/2011)
After his mom died, Little Edgar cried every night.
He wished she could come back and tell him it’s alright…
And one night she appeared, as he lay dreaming in his bed!
Through teary eyes he asked her, “Mommy, why are you dead?”
She sighed softly, tilted her head, and quietly said—
“Oh, dry your eyes my child, don’t be so sad!
The only reason I died, is because you were bad.”
“You never cleaned your room directly after being told
And you’ve grown less cute as you’ve grown more old.
You fought with your siblings; wouldn’t eat your veg’
You gave me no other option but to jump off that ledge.”
“It’s your fault I’m dead, because you just wouldn’t behave
And I hope this lesson haunts you till you’re rotting in a grave.”
With that! she is gone, disappearing into space
And bitter tears roll down Little Edgar’s grubby face.
While he’s sorry for all the naughty things he did
He knows it’s too late… he’s just a bad kid :-/
Originally Posted 9/29/2011
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“The King of the Silly Gooses”
(A Classique Doodle from 1/6/2012)
There once was a boy who was such a silly little goose
He wrapped a rope around his parent’s necks and tightened the noose
And just when they were hung within an inch of their life
He graciously cut them down with his silly butcher’s knife
And then, gasping for air, his parents happily said—
“Oh thank you our silly boy, for not hanging us dead!”
And the boy bowed and responded, “why, think nothing of it!”
Before stabbing them with a homemade shiv right in their gullet.
He then sillily severed their heads; chained a spike through each dome
And then went on a wacky parade all over their silly home.
As he marched and he stomped, he bellowed out loud:
“I am the King of the Silly Gooses, and of that I am proud!”
(Dedicated to my nephew Cooper)
Originally Posted 1/6/2012
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“The King of the Silly Gooses”
There once was a boy who was such a silly little goose
He wrapped a rope around his parent’s necks and tightened the noose
And just when they were hung within an inch of their life
He graciously cut them down with his silly butcher’s knife
And then, gasping for air, his parents happily said—
“Oh thank you our silly boy, for not hanging us dead!”
And the boy bowed and responded, “why, think nothing of it!”
Before stabbing them with a homemade shiv right in their gullet.
He then sillily severed their heads; chained a spike through each dome
And then went on a wacky parade all over their silly home.
As he marched and he stomped, he bellowed out loud:
“I am the King of the Silly Gooses, and of that I am proud!”
(Dedicated to my nephew Cooper)
Posted 1/6/2012
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