The Hallmark Joker Holding a King of Hearts and Purposefully Losing Other Raiments of Cardism

Tending my fruit, tending my fruit 

Ah you've got to have a hobby 

A man must have a shed to keep him sane

Thus begins a song by XTC that is applicable here. Seeing as I have turned out to be a one dwarf pumpkin farmer and I'm too off-put by people to keep up the cartomancy charade I've turned to the cards themselves. Writing and explicating upon them. I'd much prefer hanging out with my 15-year-old or the woman I love but the former would rather not and the latter would but... thus are the foibles of man. 

So here am I ruminating on playing cards. 

Some people say 

That I am out of my tree 

Or just a strawberry fool 

Someday they'll see 

'Til then I'll blow you a raspberry 

'Cause apples and pears are me

Or in this case cherries and pears emblazoned on a Hallmark pack are me with a Joker to literally die for and because of. I'm not certain why the Joker holding a King of Hearts does it for me but I am completely mystified by this card. More so probably because it is separated from me in this mortal plane by cellophane, not once but twice. Haha. My reluctance to opening vintage packs is a real hindrance in this case because I'd also like to see the Ace of Spades and find out what's going on with it as well. 

I also really didn't notice until now that the Joker is dropping other cards from the deck as well. I will likely to do a blog post on the potential symbolism of such a seemingly haphazard dropping of cards. That is, if I can clearly read them. While the commons are easily figured out the Face Card seems a bit more indistinguishable especially since I don't know what the rest of the pack looks like.