Incestuous Quebec was sitting at her desk editing a paper on the economics of her country which she had provisionally titled

 

Public Votes and Private Purses

 

Her brother was sitting in their garden

He was also writing

 

My bare breasted sister and her friends

Had invited me to a Gauguin party

An invitation that I had graciously accepted

The evening passed without incident

Until I tried to varnish

One of his paintings

 

In their attic they had imprisoned a French rapper who called himself

Z-ABF

He too was writing

Pink Orange Green Sky Dawn

Visiting Summers Day

That was all that he had written

As his command of English was limited