This is a collection of Robert Crozier’s invented comic form written by various hands. All the pieces have some literary connection like this one by Hugh Keith:

The thing about the daffodil
is not so much that bunches still
inspire recovery in the ill,
but more that it can instil,
if carpeting some grassy hill,
a frisson, shudder, even thrill
of pleasure and enjoyment till
a poem emerges from one’s quill.
That chappie in the Lakes was right,
narcissi can be quite a sight!