There ain’t Nothing worse than Art
Cause Art’ll break your Heart
Even if you’ve Never Fallen
Deeply down in Love
An unpaid Actor plays a Part
Interrupted by a Fart
Just before Sweet words have Fallen
Sneezer gives’em a Shove
A Starving painter forms a Tart
Of Colors rich, Of Dawn’s first Start
But all the Beauty painter’s Drawn
Is repossessed Ungently of
The Keepers of the Shops and Carts
Who, without Coin, will ne’er Part
With Tools or stuff of Inspiration
Naye Food or comfort’s Cove.
