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He ran majestically for the bus. However he was beaten to it

By an unfortunate Bugatti. Andre Derain was afforded a week in London

Charged with painting Westminster in his demented colours.

Inappropriate modifiers might be how verse gets this done.

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Anything paint can do, words can do better!

Boris Johnson trumps us all by elevating Shakespeare.

A turned-up perspective curls towards the sky

As cartridges of dynamite blow the view to smithereens

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Just to promote the hysterical myth of machines

Pressing for D-Notices to be despatched on a warning spree

Forbidding porridge – wars demand economy.

He paints the world in a way that makes it all his own:

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The verdigris of roads, the red shreds of foliage

Unlike Le Pecq – or London come to that. Things do not have to be shown

The way they are, where drone waiters hover by your plate

Stressing in an acidic way that cash is not acceptable

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To drone accountants – as is made explicit in The Book of Drones.

An artist is a general without an army – her applied intuition

Makes for a dynamic canvas – while a dynamic battlefield

Looks ugly good on the screen but leaves behind a heap of bones.

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