Barking Bi*ch From Bengal

A con artist from Bengal, India. A proven fake. Beware.

A bi*ch from Bankura in Bengal 

as fake as a b**b of silicon 

she lies and lies to one and all 

a sorry thing, she is a con 

 a pig-dog face, she is no doll 

she claims to be a maestro 

a lying pug with steely balls 

she cannot draw, she is no pro 

her brain and bum are full of gas 

her poetic skills are crude and crass 

an artless hog, no pretty lass 

she just can’t paint to save her a*s 

a sketch she steals from internet 

she colours with her thieving pen 

with nary shame and no regret 

flouting copyright acts often 

and what she passes as her own 

a dancing couple figurine 

a work of someone else well known 

she’s slippery, sly, so bloody mean 

just check her doodles infantile 

compare with what she posts on web 

you’ll spot the difference from a mile 

your shock and wonder just won’t ebb 

her life is but an airless void 

she sells hersellf, all day online  

her truth is dark, she can’t avoid 

the slums wherein she dwells with swines 

she is a schemer cold and hard 

angling to marry her dim, schizo pal 

anything for a Canadian Green Card 

upon her shrewdest skills she’ll call 

its such a matter of joke and pity 

such punsters think they’re rising stars 

sing it in a song and a ditty 

they’re so delusional, har har har

Author's Note

Rhyming attempted in ABAB pattern. Thanks for looking in