Friday, November 14, 2014

Don’t let that horse . . . by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Don’t let that horse . . .

Don’t let that horse
                              eat that violin

    cried Chagall’s mother

                                     But he   
                      kept right on

And became famous

And kept on painting
                              The Horse With Violin In Mouth

And when he finally finished it
he jumped up upon the horse
                                        and rode away   
          waving the violin

And then with a low bow gave it
to the first naked nude he ran across

And there were no strings   

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