This is based on the Christmas card of one of my oldest friends: her son and their dog. I'll give this sketch to her.
When we hit the Romantic Poets in high school, all the girls fell in love with Keats. One of my friends liked to imagine Keats standing on board the ship, looking up at the "bright star" as he composed the sonnet. Then, when she discovered that he was only 5 feet tall, she figured he could barely see over the rail. Hence this cartoon:
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