The Greek statues <br />pale in the moonlight <br /> <br />(remembering their gaudily coloured days) <br /> <br />make their escape <br />from the Museum <br /> <br />(easier said than done <br />without arms or legs) <br /> <br />and find their way to <br />the High Street <br /> <br />where the fashion manikins <br />(they two devoid of clothes <br />& missing the odd limb) <br /> <br />have broken the glass <br />of their display <br /> <br />and high-tailed it away <br />with their bit of Greek antiquity. <br /> <br />The CCTV <br />not believing <br />what it sees.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/painting-the-town/
