Art school

each sunset is unique
So others tell us

Fools – with flowers
Of envy pushing

Through their teeth
I think differently

A feeble skill that
Can’t repeat itself

I’ll have the sun in
For a spell to make

A proper artist of him
By time i finish with

This yellow fickle lout
His sunset will be perfect

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Art school