"The Little Sloth's a thing of FUR
and hair that grows in bangs
He hardly moves or shakes or STIRS
on the branch from which he hangs"
So goes the scrawled poem on a page of my college notebook, when I was supposed to be paying attention to art history. The original scribbled notebook entry was circa 1999, I thought it warranted a brand new illustration with full color treatment.
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