Wendy Wetlip stares from a poster   Ignoring the drawing adorning her smile   Her lover has shuffled away   Looking the other way      Ronnie the Raincoat hangs out in a book store   He's never seen his own wife in the nude   Somebody called him depraved   But think of the money he saved      Dwarf on a moped speeds through the park   To Killroy's Renaissance the Temple of Art   Signs with a flourish and makes it his own   Pockets his pencil and slyly rides home      Annual cultural African dancers   Bereft Isabella in rubber thigh boots   A man was arrested today   For something he put on display