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August 20, 2012



Phillipps had the spare copies of this handout roughly bound up together in one volume. These copies, though now disbound, can be recognised by the fact that the left-hand edge is folded over with several stitching-holes along the fold. (This may be what you're referring to when you say that 'the page appears to have been once glued into a scrapbook along one edge'.) These copies were acquired by the New York bookseller H.P. Kraus when he bought the residue of the Phillipps collection in the 1960s/70s, and more recently came on the market again after the dispersal of Kraus's remaining stock at auction.


Meditations on Turning Eight, by Lisa Simpson.

I had a cat named Snowball
   She died, she died!
Mom said she was sleeping
   She lied, she lied!
Why, oh why is my cat dead?
Couldn't that Chrysler hit me instead?


Arnold: That's indeed what it is, thanks.

Oystein: It's not like Lisa Simpson's poem is much worse... :)

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