Sunday, August 31, 2008

Bradley Chunk Critter are not for Children

They're happy
They're here
They're kind queer


They're so cute
known as
a Bradley Chunk

They like to bump
They have a lump
They prey for hump

When they finely mate
Then smoke weed.
And fall Sleep,


After nine month
They have a baby Chunk
They feed they child with
Fresh grass
nut crunch

When the baby gets big
If they scape from hunters
They can make a more
Bradley Chunk.

Fuck !

Mix Media by C.L.DeMedeiros - 2008

1 comment:

ArtSparker said...

Love your work. I am going to send a link to some friends, so they can enjoy it too. You have remade some cliches of assemblage - who knew sardine tins could speak - I particularly like odd day in September (=seeing things in perspective?) and Uber Ego in the boxes. I like the verse which accompanies, i would say humor and melancholy go hand in hand. Recommend you look at the review here
(about beauty and how it is Good for You)
and at this movie preview

If you want to take a look at my assemblages, I have some up at