Albert Lynch, Peruvian
“What, These Flowers? Yeah, Bob Cheated On Me Again. But You Know What They Say: The Third Swedish Nanny’s a Charm,” Date Unknown
Oil on canvas
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Info, or perhaps links that point to more info, about this artist can be found here (archived, if necessary), here, here (can be read in full for free on Fridays), here, and here, perhaps in addition to his Wikipedia page (though quite often his lifespan is listed as 1851-1912, this includes a link to an extensive thread about why that’s wrong; Google translated Spanish Wikipedia page has more, including currently a different birth year).
/// It is now 4 pm, Time for Tea.
Alba set cups for two, not for three.
But before she can pour,
Alma stands at the door
with an armful of pre-potpourri.
/// Alma plucks and prepares special blooms
so when dried they retain their perfumes.
Herbs she finds growing free,
can, when steeped with some tea,
make it her higher each sip she consumes.
/// She knew all about plants, A to Z.
Which were edible; which mustn’t be.
Some she burned and inhaled.
To avoid being jailed,
these she brewed, making this a “high” tea.
/// Hostess Alba looks up at her twin,
and while forcing a smile, asks her in.
Even as a small child,
Alma always ran wild,
and would lead her two sisters to sin.
/// The girl’s parents devised something smart
as a means to tell both twins apart.
They gave Alba, the scold,
two fine bracelets of gold;
only one’s worn by Alma, the tart.
/// Dark-haired Anna, the sister who’s older
by two years, wished that Alba had told her
that the twin might be here.
Alma fills her with fear,
for their parents had never controlled her.
/// All three sisters have look-alike faces.
Matching bodies as well, (in most places).
But their souls, to be terse,
couldn’t be more diverse, so
so they live in sequestered home-bases.
/// Alma picked all those flowers today
from the gardens she passed on her way,
and to pay for her labors
she had flashed Alba’s neighbors,
who were shocked and had plenty to say.
/// The young woman who filched flowers nude
had, while doing so, been rather rude.
Every neighboring mister,
mistook her for her sister,
and some “offers” had been misconstrued.
/// Alba didn’t know how to begin
to explain what was done by her kin.
She might well have to move.
Alma’s gone. How to prove
she was framed by her own evil twin?
/// By her neighbor, Zach, Alba was sued
for soliciting sex in the nude.
Also for floral theft,
and now Alba’s bereft;
she’d not met Zach, but fancied that dude.
/// Sister Anna agreed to come by,
and on Alba’s behalf, testify.
She brought photos to show
the twins look alike, so
the whole lawsuit was based on a lie.
/// Zach told Alba that he begged her pardon.
It was Alma who’d pilfered his garden.
“Are you monozygotic?
Your twin’s lovely. Quixotic.
When she flashed me, it made my… heart… harden.”
/// By his questions, Zach hoped to be told
that his neighbor, who isn’t as bold
as her lustier twin,
has identical skin.
That is something he longs to behold.