© Mulga 2012, Boris the Bearded Bow Tie Straw Hat Wearing Man, Ink on Paper, 30 x 40 cm
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Here is a poem about the enigmatic Boris.
An Ode to Boris
This be Boris
He wears a hat
He is a florist
He shuns the cravat
His hat is straw
His vest is black
He abides by the law
His beard is whack
His bow tie does spin
Like a merry go round
He takes it on the chin
It gets him off the ground
He flies to work
He flies back home
He goes berserk
Like Thunder dome
Two men enter
But one man leaves
The bow tie is fast
It ducks and weaves
When he's in town
The flowers all bloom
When he's around
There's elbow room
He enjoys a puzzle
Like a mighty duck
He's known to guzzle
After he hits the puck
The End
See you next time
-Mulga
This is so much fun to stare at. All the patterns and the textures. Wonderful!
ReplyDeletelove the textures and shapes your work has, there so intresting to look at!
ReplyDeleteAWESOME in all respects!
ReplyDeletethanks heaps chums!!
ReplyDeleteYou know, I took an initial look at him and I thought, that looks like a fellow who shuns the cravat. I mean obviously! Love all the textures. The hat especially, and great tie too!
ReplyDeleteLove his hat and his beard! Haha, Cindy! I was thinking how the flowers must bloom whenever he comes around...
ReplyDeleteLove him!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the nice comments friends!
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