#96 – Runaways

A more important question… where would they go?

Andrew’s not in school today, but I decided to put together another doodle anyway.  This one is inspired by another poem entitled “Eyebrows Eyebrows.”

Here is the poem, which has always been one of my favorites.

My eyebrows left.  It’s true.  It’s true.
They said “We’re leaving leaving you.”
I begged them, begged them, “Please don’t go!”
But would they stay?  Oh no.  Oh no.
My face looks odd looks odd this way
because because they went astray,
so if that pair you see you see,
please bring them bring them back to me.