Dawn of the Dada

by Wesley Cooke
(Gosport, England)

Godalming by morning light.

The Pepperpot propped up by

Plop art proper.

NIGHT OF THE LAUGHING NICKNAMES

Demijohns crammed with eyes

Few bovine, most porcine

Almost human.

A gang of anti-everythings

Wearing their Cowardly Lion masks,

Hung the last in place

From the town's CCTV

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