Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for April 01, 1992
March 31, 1992
April 02, 1992
Transcript:
Calvin: My tiger is deep in somnolent sleep, dreaming of chases remembered! His keen eyes are glinting! He dreams of a sprinting sambar who'll soon be dismembered! Hobbes: Z. Z. Z. Hmmmmm. Z.
That might be the first poem Hobbes has actually liked.