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Magnum Opus What did the artist have in mind Did the painting look too colorless Giving them different shapes of eyes Apparently the picture he desired Painting plants, colorful flowers, He took a step back from the bigÂ
There was something lacking ...! He just couldn't figure it out. This painting was to become his
It had to be 'Perfection in its purest'.
Yet - there was something quite not asÂ
lot of green there was as well asÂ
After long reflection "That's it!!! Now I know!!!" he suddenly "It's the color of the humans' skins All of these innumerable people yet With renewed ardour he took up his brush
Some only slightly dissimilar to others,
Taking a step back again to judge his
"Yes - this is it!!! E-u-r-e-k-a!!!"
This was 'The Tableau Vivant' he from the It was 'Perfection in Creation'!
With men not boring themselves to death
Now they could enjoy their differences,
Surely they appreciate not being like clones.
He felt unbelievably happy!
In his magnum opus everything developed as
Every contemplator will find it amazing,
Yes it definitely was the different skin
Magna cum laude!
How was the artist to know ...!?! |
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