Magazine!

The magazine is finished!! Oh I'm so happy about that! It was a very stressful time but finally we got what we wanted... Tomorrow we're going to the printer, and if that final part is over, it will be a REAL magazine. So exciting! I do hope printing goes well...

Thank you Maite, for making such wonderfull things together!

If you would like to see the photo's Maite made for the magazine, take a look on her facebook.

First of all, the cover photo:

Lovely chicken brother :)

My big part in the mag:

The songs by 0netrickpony! yay!

Puppets

There's a puppet in my nose

it's stretching out and out

and one day when it's big enough

the puppet will come out

There's a puppet in my shoe

and I don't know what to do

'cause it's tickling my toes

I have a puppet in my shoe and nose

There's a puppet in my ear

with a very, very, very big rear

and when it's turn

ing round

the puppet is blocking the sound

There's two puppets in my bra

they're filling up the space

But I don't mind, they're not unkind

and besides both the puppets are gay

There's a puppet in my brain

it's making me go insane

'cause it's telling me what to do and I'm

afraid I'll commit a crime

There's a puppet in my mouth

making nasty words come out

like when I meat a lovely bloke

it'll make me sounds like I think he's a joke

There's a puppet in my heart

and it's having a slow start

but one day when it's set to go

I'll be the happiest person you'll ever know.

Birdman

See that man? He is the bird man,

he's the ornithologist

See that man? He is the bird man,

he doesn't know who he is

He is mocking me, like a mocking bird, from a save distance

He is mocking me shaking his butt, doing his dance

He is singing like a blue tit, and what's the age for saying that

without bursting out completely, into laughs?

He is singing like a nightingale, just out of key a bit

but if he's singing like a nightingale, it doesn't really matter does it?

He is sleeping with the chickens, on a stick

but he's not thinking with his chicken brain, he's thinking with his dick

He's mimicking people like a parrot, Polly wants some crack!

Well if he keeps on mimicking merrily like this, he'll turn into a wreck

He's spreading babies, like a stork

He thinks he's loved like one of them, while he is actually a dork

He's is counting down the hours, like a cuckoo

But which of the birds will he eventually pick, will he eventually choose?

See that man? He is the bird man,

he's the ornithologist

See that man? He is the bird man,

he doesn't know who he is.

King Louis

Hello, hello, I live in a house near you

But you probably,

Didn’t even notice me

‘Cause I am what they call,

I am what they call;

Invisible, invisible, invisible..

Hello, hello, may I take your order please?

A pound of flesh and maybe a sausage, or three?

Please take your money away,

I don’t want it, it makes me feel so cheap

Even though it’s for this job, I desperately need to keep

‘cause I need the money, ‘cause I saw a pretty dress

And when I wear it I feel like,

And when I wear it I feel like;

King Louis, Napoleon

King Louis, Napoleon

King Louis, Napoleon

Jon Heder, Will Ferrell, Madonna, Napoleon

King Louis, Napoleon

Andy Warhol

Andy Warhol

King Louis, Napoleon

King Louis, and the guy with his kazoo

Hello, hello, I found your cat

-I kidnapped her first, but who cares about that

Hello, hello, I found your cat

- I kidnapped her first, but who cares about that

Please take your money away,

I don’t want it, it makes me feel so cheap

I only want your love, beginning with a kiss on the cheek

I need your love, I need your love,

I need your love, I need your love, I need your..

Oops! Did I say that out loud?!

Oops! Did I say that out loud?!

Oops, did I say

that out loud? ..

Hello, hello, I found your cat

-I kidnapped her first, but who cares about that

Hello, hello, I found your cat

- I catnapped her first, but who cares about that

You think you saw me before? Well just guess, boy

You think you saw me before? Well just guess!

You only see me now, that I wear this dress

You only see me now, that I wear this dress

You only see me now, that I wear this dress..

Well king Louis and Napoleon,

Never wore a dress, Napoleon

King Louis, Napoleon

Never wore a dress

Andy Warhol, never wore a..

Well maybe he did,

But who cares about Andy Warhol?

He got shot, now he’s

dead

King Louis, Napoleon

Never wore a dress, Napoleon

King Louis, never wore a dress, Napoleon

Marie Antoinette she, did

wear a dress

But who cares about, Marie Antoinette?

She got executed, she lost her head,

Oh, oh, that poor, poor, Marie Antoinette

You only see me now, that I wear this dress

You only see me now, that I wear this dress..

I love Doctor Musgrave, I would die for him

I love Doctor Musgrave, I would die for him

I love Doctor Musgrave, I would die for him

I love Doctor Musgrave.

Black and white pictures of Maite and Boris for the childhood dream part:

This is the photo on the opening page.

Next to this photo there's a text that says:

"Could you tell me where to find Neverland?"...

And then on the very last page this photo with text (photo by Maite, drawings by me):

..."Second star to the right and then straight on till morning."

:)