I'll Wipe That Enigmatic Half Smile Right Off Your Face, Chica

 

Mona Lisa and I sit at my kitchen table, sharing croissants.

(I have no kitchen table.)

I'm about sick of her stupid smile.

(Mona Lisa isn't even here.)

My dog wanders up and asks if there'll be anything else.

(My dog can't talk.)

I slip a revolver out from my skirts and lay it on the table.

(I'm wearing sleep pants. I own no guns.)

Sorry, says Mona Lisa. She says that all day long.

(Paintings don't speak.) 

I blow her brains out.

(She has no brains. That's why she's annoying.)

I clean up, then marry my dog.

(You can't marry a dog.) 

I whisper in his ear that the gun was unloaded.

(There was no gun, no Mona Lisa, no table.)

I hope you enjoyed this poem.

(Poem?)

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for Word Garden Word List--Inspector Pancakes Helps the President of France.

Music: Donovan There Is a Mountain