The sad tale of Edward Gurning has now been written..only seventeen to go!  I have to say, writing twenty-six humorous verses without repeating too many rhyming couplets is a bit of a tall order, but I’m getting there.

For those familiar with the Gashleycrumb Tinies, the original Ernest eventually choked on a peach.  Ah, the perils of stoned fruit!

Next up, Ivy Imogen-Imp.