Vincent van Gogh

BOATS ON THE BEACH
(translated and edited from the original Dutch prose by D L Upton)

The sea is the colour of mackerel,
that is to say, it varies.
One can't always say it's blue
because a second later
the reflection changes to pink or grey.

Grunthos (The Flatulent)
(an Azgoth of Kria)

ODE TO A SMALL LUMP OF GREEN PUTTY I FOUND IN MY ARMPIT ONE MIDSUMMER MORNING
(listed in the Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy as the second worst poetry in the Universe)

Putty. Putty. Putty.
Green putty - grutty peen.
Grarmpitutty - morning!
Pridsummer - grorning utty!
Discovery....oh.
Putty?....Armpit?
Armpit...Putty,
Not even a particularly
Nice shade of green.

 

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