Little zebra

Scottish by patois in the blind blue

Less true with a grin

Than at the Bois de Boulogne

Be assured the winter of coal

In the atelier of my friends.

Fullnesses spread out far and wide

Went down in sound-writings

‘Neath the hand of lungs

Easy as a greased rabbit

Barcelona delights

Latter-day heartbreaks withal

You’ll not befool my career.

Francis Picabia