Wendy Wetlip stares from a poster

Ignoring the drawing adorning her smile

Her lover has shuffled away

Looking the other way



Ronnie the Raincoat hangs out in a book store

He's never seen his own wife in the nude

Somebody called him depraved

But think of the money he saved



Dwarf on a moped speeds through the park

To Killroy's Renaissance the Temple of Art

Signs with a flourish and makes it his own

Pockets his pencil and slyly rides home



Annual cultural African dancers

Bereft Isabella in rubber thigh boots

A man was arrested today

For something he put on display