Pitcher

There is this picture that hangs on the wall,
way off from the literal wall,
and The Wall,
and the Street
and the magazine that got named after it.

The picture torments the host,
who himself is the known Tyrant of Seven Arse
The Pest Picture grows on him
And he is not happy, the young bastard.

He tries tearing the wall apart,
but finds himself inadept

Fuck off, you little weed