Latest tiny vinyl masterpieces

I carefully unwrapped a few "blind assortment" gems from my chums at Kid Robot recently.
The first little piggy is this golden beauty, "Have a nice day" Smorkin Labbit (Series 3) hewn from the genius that is Frank Kozik. These labbits are multiplying like, well..., labbits, and I intend to get into the action! (the buying of labbits, not the breeding)

The next toy is the soaringly good, and avian-inspired, Dunny (Series 4) from Joe Ledbetter. These dunnies should not be mistaken for the Australian slang for toilet; they are actually a collection of vinyl masterpieces designed by some of the best artists sloshing about at the moment.

I liked it so much, I ordered another 3 Dunnies straight away (knowing my luck, the blindly chosen morsels will all be exactly the same ... ebay, here I come.)
Finally there was a beautifully moulded creation from the Scary Girl - City Folk series by Australia’s own Nathan Jurevicius. I got "The Poet", a regular ath the Yellow Onion Bar, shes' a ponderer of life's numerous unanswered questions.

Angsty poetry#1 – Bubbles

I wrote the following poem a wee while ago, and it was illustrated by, the then unknown, Nathan Jurevicius. I stupidly misplaced said illustration, and am now reduced to trawling through the interweb in a futile search for it.

The poem is all about getting old and cheap Champagne - two subjects that I have substantial experience with.

Bubbles
The bubbles of my champagne
Are fading away
Just like the days of my youth

Its taste is not so fresh on my palate
It is cheap and gaudy

The strawberry is shriveled
Its seeds will never give birth to a tree
The same as my seed
Whose fruitful years are disappearing
Like the aforementioned bubbles

My champagne is flat and warm
I live in a flat
But it is cold
And smells of gas
My champagne also smells of gas
It is not good champagne
I am not a wealthy man

The bubbles are now gone
And so am I