Oooo
Poems galore
I should make a series
and call it
The Artisans
The Painter
There once was a painter
a beautiful one indeed
she sat in the park
With paper and paint to feed
As she drew what she saw
Through her beautiful blue eyes
For what was on her canvas
Represented her beauty inside
Beaches were burning
Bloodshed abound
Ships were all sinking
and planes were crashing down
She painted with glee
an apocalyptic image indeed
For a witch's evil heart
in an beautiful shell would mislead
As she painted
and painted
and painted
forever having
the most beautiful smile
the smile
of an angel
With Love,Honesty and Sincere Apologies
WanNor "Slasher" Valentine
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