Picasso reported a theft
By art thieves who barely had left.
“Did you see them?” cops prodded.
“I think so.” He nodded.
“Perhaps you could sketch them
To help us to ketch them.”
So he sat down to draw
And they watched him with awe.
After they knew
What Pablo drew,
Arrests swiftly came.
I cite them by name:
Mandolin, guitar, and horse.
But do I jest? Of course.
