(It's probably worth you looking at some Goya paintings, too)
In Goya’s greatest scenes, what do we see?
A firing squad that interrupts a party;
A maid in varied states of nudity;
The havoc caused when giants get all farty.
Two women dumbly sharing one umbrella;
A dog that’s somehow buried all its bones;
Some odd Les Dawson lookalikey fellas –
a beggar’s banquet, missing half the Stones.
Gymnastic dunces floating in the air,
suspended in the black like twisted puppets;
Infantivorous deities who stare
with googly eyes just like you find on Muppets.
I see these scenes, my pits and palms all sweaty,
and thank the stars that I ain’t Ferlinghetti.