Brown like an unvarnished,
Weathered plank ---
With a twinkle in his eye
Talking aloud to his god.
A kind-faced, well-dressed woman,
Who reaches under the anus
Of her sweater-clad poodle ---
To catch its turds
In a tissue.
Haunting strains of "Rhapsody In Blue"
Heard through the hiss of a
Fancy water fountain,
By no one.
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