Juan Gris

About him they said
a fake and a fraud,
peacock feathers on his head,
showing off a stray thought or two
before heading to bed!
but it wasn't Juan Gris, no!
so he wrote inquiringly to his friend
about the 'two Spaniards in the room'
and what they had to transcend!
as he continued to paint,
he soon heard in heated reply
'a war was breaking out';
there would be no time to cry:
it was always Picasso up first
and Braque the next in line
but cubism's third man
was him, Gris
and he did just fine.