flatter her madly

mixed media on canvas - 48"x24" - 2011

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A chapter in verse '... they flatter her madly'

Little twig isn't big

To you, but she is

To me.

But however I don't like it

When she makes faces.

And she seldom talks

When we go to places

And meet people

And sit around.

But she prances at dances

Gets crushes, takes chances

With boys, wears a hat

No shoes, and they flatter her

Madly. What of that?

Neat, maroon, blue and white

Lace and chord, velvet. Might

Even keep her coat on if its right.

Next week

All change

To purple

Or black

Perhaps

-syd barrett