The Blue Donkey Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Let them eat their fill of square pears on triangular tables! Marc Chagall

Hey! Marc what's up with that latest blue donkey painting of yours?
How come it's not flying? And what's that dangling between its hind legs?
Are you testing the limits of the Parisian art intellectual milieu?

No! Sasha it's just that I never learned how to paint academically.

Well, Marc that's pretty apparent here but it has maybe nothing to do
with your childish drawings. You must give it proper intellectual reasons.
Kandinski did and look how far he propelled.

Da, Sasha, why don't you work out a philosophy for my art.
You're so good at cerebral bullshit!

OK, Marc. Considering the content of your many paintings I suggest
we take the Freudian slant. You have all the virginal stuff and flying angels
with horned beasts peering from every corner. I bet Freud will jump
on the bandwagon.

Well, Sasha, as usual your approach is brilliant but with that slant
you're making me a degenerate.

Niet, Marc, it's all about money. Just look at what Picasso is getting
away with. All your art has familiar renditions. Yeah, a bit upside down
and flying like on LSD. So, do you want to be rich and famous or a poor
nameless wannabe?