What supreme irony! Not a farcical craft. What satirical brilliance! In all of his art. The bold, black strokes Provoke dark humour Feed an inherent urge For shared candour. The unjaundiced vision Creates a profusion Of scathing critiques. Caps each with a cryptic quote. Captures in ink the bulbous nose. Eagle eyes get to the thinning hair, Bloated face or crafty glare. He pins you down You're caught like a clown Helpless____ Your feet up in the air!