The Master Artist
by Me
Vincent, we adore your Starry Night,
Illuminant to the inner being,
Undercurrents of celestial,
Brilliant and intriguing.
Dali, we love your vision,
Etching with great precision,
Alive with startling surrealism,
Reflecting human indecision.
Monet, you paint dreams,
E’ry bouquet picturesque,
Midday, sunrise, sunset,
Ballet dancers stretch and arabesque.
But God, You always take the cake,
Your work they only imitate,
Reprints of all You create,
E'ry shore, mountain, and snowflake.
by Me
Vincent, we adore your Starry Night,
Illuminant to the inner being,
Undercurrents of celestial,
Brilliant and intriguing.
Dali, we love your vision,
Etching with great precision,
Alive with startling surrealism,
Reflecting human indecision.
Monet, you paint dreams,
E’ry bouquet picturesque,
Midday, sunrise, sunset,
Ballet dancers stretch and arabesque.
But God, You always take the cake,
Your work they only imitate,
Reprints of all You create,
E'ry shore, mountain, and snowflake.