© Mulga 2012, Laser Head Lance, Acrylic on Board, 70 x 120 cm
An Ode to Laser Head Lance
Laser Head Lance is a slippery old cat
Lives in a world of shadows covered up by his hat
The one day the wind turned from breeze into gale
Blew up his hat like a boat under sail
Those secrets within did explode out his head
And the colour of his hands were a deep shade of red
His secrets revealed that he'd been quite bad
And the fallout was severe and the people were mad
Oh how the mighty have fallen and the proud do stumble
Now Laser Head Lance is humbler than humble
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