He overturned tables
For no apparent reason.
Why do you do that? they'd ask.
You don't want to know, he'd say.
He rolled the Sphinx on its head
Which made the Egyptians very angry.
He tipped idols onto sheet paper
To breed with mongrels
Which made people throw things.
Then he flipped over a large stone
Hurled it through a cloud
And made himself some tea.
Nathan Woods, editor/overlord