A Brain-Fart on a Goofy Canvas!
One up, one down, one left, another right, These faces look like they're in a "Who's More Crooked?" fight! One's eyes are bulging, another's brows are skewed, This canvas, since last night, survived an earthquake, no doubt! Lines tangled, as if a cat danced on the paint, This puzzling sketch by an "awesome" artist, a total rout!
That face up high, perhaps it's had some 'shrooms, Its gaze is blank and spaced, like a confused baboon's! Eyebrows raised, mouth all askew, a truly odd grimace, Did it just wake from sleep, to the sound of mushroom-vendor's doom? Its thoughts are soaring, like a space-bunny on a spree, Its heart's obsessed with sausages, or a hot pizza's fumes!
A wink from the left, who's this? The spoilt little fuss-pot! Looks like a kid who wants a monster pizza, no matter what! It's frowning, but deep down, there's a tickle, a jest, Did it forget where it kicked off its slipper, or left its hat? A smile that won't appear, its face a frog-like stare, Perhaps it dreamt it wandered, through a jungle of sparrows, what a plot!
