No,
They
Said,
She
Paints
Strange
Things
With
Wings,
Rearranges
And
Leaves
Off
The
Head
In
A
Manner
Most
Ill
Bred.
What
Ever
Is
She
Doing,
Artistic
Danger
Is
Brewing.
She
Answers
Only
With
A
Sigh.
It
Seems
She
Must
Defy,
Spit
In
Our
Eye
And
Fly
Away,
And
We’ll
Have
Nothing
More
To
Say.