Godawful Poetry for Godawful Times (Nº 3)

[art with a silent F --- verse for the taste resistant] 

This piece really brings a tear or seven to the old ducts.

Eggs on the shield of the Volvo 

a fisherman's paradise marred by greasy chips

a precious survivor

a thief

an eggplant

an albino with hair

your overweight neighbour in his wife's underwear

a spring dance on stilts

has yesterday been?

if you made it this far

you got further than me