I wish I could be what I aint,...
a Rembrant when I sit to paint...
but my amateur mess
is my utmost, I guess
If I ever get famous I'll faint.
Still , I must take my brush and translate
though my efforts don't carry much weight
but my mind and my heart
keep on doing their part
and the subjects keep acting as bait.
So I'll pick up my palette and brush,
my colours, both pallid and lush,
I hope that my strokes
may please other folks
who'll pay me so I will be flush.