That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for August 02, 2022

Grim Reaper thought he would seem less threatening if he took a hunting dog along with him.

A blow from that chap with the sickle/

I regret to report, would not tickle../

The dog is his friend/

but that doesn’t extend/

To you and to me. He’s fickle !

/// This medieval hunt scene’s atmospheric.

(Hills are spherical; is it satiric?)

Hunter’s scythe soon will cut

the head off of that mutt.

From his fangs, he is clearly vampiric.

Well Rusty, looks like we’re back on the Scythe Circuit!

Okay, so perhaps it’s a scythe ?

Still, a stroke from it might make one writhe/

Though one might avoid it /

If the rascal employed it – /

And if one were both limber and lithe..

Artist forgot to take his orange sunglasses off.

With that comment, Rusty was the first one to break the sound barrier – without a vehicle.

Who’s a good boy? Now it’s on to my in-laws. I just love the harvest season.

The Gay Reaper

stevie ray vaughan sets out for the afterlife with his faithful dog bucktoothie…

A little summer relaxation for the grim reaper and his dog

“Hush now, Overbite. It’s still bow and arrow season — scythe hunting isn’t until next week.”

It’s “Phteven” from Pinterest!

When you thicken of thickle and thcythe/

And you’re weary of paying the tithe/

Leave the sheaf and the stalk:/

Take the hound for a walk/

You’ll return feeling buoyant and blithe !///

Hermann, the sole survivor of the Bavarian Peasant Rebellion, flees to the woods with his loyal hound. Unfortunately, he is wearing Orange – not the best camouflage. He wishes he’d never taken his fashion tips from that blasted Mexican Major….

Rollin’ Rollin’ Rollin / O’r the hills he’s strollin’ / With his dog so Golden / And Scythe!!

Excuse me, but does that guy have a woodie?

Yes dog, I think I will call it weed wacker!

Great moments in hospital decoration. From https://artuk.org/discover/artworks/medieval-hunting-scene-64782:“Pictured is one of the mural panels, painted by Alfred Overton, which decorated the nurse’s dining room at Salisbury Infirmary. These artworks were transferred to Salisbury District Hospital in the 1990s and restored in 2002 with donations from the Salisbury Nurses’ League.”

Like the judge said to the killer, Rusty Barnes: “Rusty must be HUNG”

Original idea for Paul Bunyan and Babe.

“I couldn’t find the scooper or baggies. These will do the job, right?”

He’s dead in dog years.

C’mon, boy, find my black robe with the hood on it.

The Salisbury nurses league/

Where a layer of pomposity/

Conceals crazed “lesbosity/

And dancing to Bach’s fugue “The Gigue”…

Where desire the dullest bedevils/

And the dancing the damsels dishevels/

And the rites of Terpsichore/

Succumb to the liquor-y/

Crude Dionysian revels…

Take me back then, to old Salisbury/

‘Ere the place was invaded by curry/

And the gang from Bombay/

Chased the nurses away/

And the doctors all left – in a hurry…

Medieval Hunting Scene: 

https://artuk.org/discover/artworks/medieval-hunting-scene-64782 

has info and links that point to more info about this painting. Again, © issues preclude me from posting an image of it to WC.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2970 (August 2, 2022) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu. I couldn’t find any online info about this artist. First work by him used here.

Rusty was prepared, and it wasn’t he who was going to get operated on, if he could stand the yelling and screaming.

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well … no, we didn’t go hunting for red capes. But if that is what we acquired during the hunt – I’ll take it.

/// He was born the result of a crime.

Mother Nature rāped by Father Time.

His Dad left him this sickle,

(it’s not worth a plug nickel),

and his Earth Mother just left him grime.

there’s a Supreme Court barb in there somewhere, Sol. . .