I built my second house out of copies of Holmes’s newest book. The book is solid. The Big Bad Wolf, he huffed and he puffed, but he couldn’t blow down the house that Holmes built.
I too built my second home from Holmes’ newest collection of poems. The poems are so strong that the Big Bad Wolf gave up on his huffin’ and puffin’ and just started reading the book. He read it over and over. He was blown away.
If I hadn’t already built my house of bricks, I surely would have used Holmes’ book.
It has a solid foundation. It’s a force that can’t be reckoned with.
So there you have it. Two-and-a-half out of three pigs enjoy Tom Holmes’ The Oldest Stone in the World.
It changed my ways. It made me reconsider my own existence. My own wolfhood. Because of Holmes’ poems, I will be a better wolf to all pigs throughout the world.
Two-and-a-half pigs and one wolf can’t be wrong. Order your copy of The Oldest Stone in the World today. Order now. Order here.//