With only a single pen and pad of paper, how could Sasquatch possibly write poems for all of the lovely ladies – Dara, Holly, Carla, Michele, Annabel, Mukti – who occupy a special place in his heart?
Knowing it’s a daunting task, he’s found a secluded spot, free from distraction, where his words may flow unabated like a stream in the wilderness.
You can find some really cool stuff (prints, gifts, apparel) featuring Sasquatch, in the following shops:
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