Poocasso Creates Another Masterpiece
The drunk tank had been in need of a makeover for years.
And here came Poocasso, dropping his pants
to create another masterpiece.
No one likes finger paints after midnight,
especially the law and order crowd.
The coppers banging on the door,
but no one was willing to step foot inside.
And Poocasso made these wild waving swan gestures with is arms.
Stinking brown swirls over all the walls and floor.
Fearful drunks crowded into a single back corner.
Vomiting from the reek of the artist at work in his studio.
And Poocasso took his two fingerbang feelers,
dipped them in some of the vomit
to add to his creation.
Howling like some New Moon werewolf
each time he stepped back to admire his work.
When the coppers got on the phone
with their counterparts down at 51 Division,
they were told that Poocasso did this all the time.
That he was a regular down there.
They took credit for christening him with the name,
but did not offer any advice on how to make him stop.
You’re going to have to go scorched earth on the entire thing,
they said.
Make sure you got enough bleach to pull the tears
right up out of the grout!
Poocasso began painting himself
and broke into some long-forbidden rain dance
even though they were indoors.
A young deputy from crowd control
racing over to the window
to see if it had worked.
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