Artiste
Artiste
Artiste
But JUDGE please I'm an Artiste. The only thing that eye am guilty of is loving my
country and my flag and having a strong sense of school spirit. The Judge
pondered long and hard and looked so intense it unnerved the bailiffs'
wife. “Graffiti is a crime” the JUDGE intoned I'm sending you to prison for your life.
The courtroom was astonied. You are under arrested and locked away from all
temptation to ever write your name in graffiti letters in the bathroom of the collage
library ever again and further more. “Wait”. There was commotion from the
doorway to the hall. The gremlin was only two feet tall. He said this very fast “do
not send the student to the prison list it was this gremlin that painted this graffiti
on the wall and even though eye am only two feet tall my arm is longer than the
door and eye can paint with my fingernail the ooze comes out of me my finger is
the marker and it pleases me to make a contribution to the cause of causeless
causes on your wall. The bailiff's wife faded and fainted. The Judge was heard a
knocking at his knees and everyone heard his voice though it was very faint. This
is what the JUDGE now had to say. “Release the prison let all the prisoners go
and paint let them mark up all the bathroom walls on every gate and doorway in
the land. The Gremlin has admitted to this crime and taken all the children's
places in his mind. We have the artiste now well in hand.”
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