Reality- A theater of absurdity-
Dada work his best for the family.
Mama flourish in Europe and America
for her acts of Drama.
To us- children- Dada should be
honored with surrealism.
Mama should be awarded with a
cryptic farce.
For us children? We’re only going to
show them expressionism.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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