THE POTENTIAL ART OF “FAKE” (a theatre of the absurd piece)  

Cloth man, stuffed with straw, stood in the corn field.

Will the lie deceive the crows, weapons wield.

The mad bird squawked, flapping its wings wildly

until the predator left quietly.

When a Possum feels threaten it plays dead.

A brilliant trick, is this creature well read?

If a dog wages its tail with abandon

Is it glad or scared [?] too much depends on…

the CAT, who doesn’t care where the wind blows.

Faker!  Pretense!  Cats just like to lay low.

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