Say, babe, where'd ya get that beret?It makes you look like Claude Monetbut I must admithe lacked your big titsand wasn't that good of a lay
You hung out in Claude's lily padimbibing vin rouge that was radBut Claude threw you outon hearing you shout,"Impressionist painting's a fad!"
Impressionist paintings to mejust bring out, in spades, the ennuiUse bolder strokes, man!Suggest? Ha! Demand!Now, where's the free wine and the brie?
Imagine you paint like SeuratYou won't have a stroke, just a dotAt canvas you stabsmall dab after dabTry counting those dots--there's a lot
Like Pollack you could drip and dropor paint Brillo boxes, that's Pop!Toulouse painted whores,but talent like yours--the best I can say is to stop
I've seen what you do with your palletYour touch is as light as a malletYour talent is thinand meant for the binYou don't send it in, you just mail it
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