The Artist

Oh hooman,

How I am misunderstood!

I am artist

Yet you fail to see

The vase is not broke!

You see these angular shapes?

I make cubism;

I make like Picasso

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And no, that is not my dinner

Thrown up on the floor,

I create abstract

I do like Pollock

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The midnight mewlings

Which you detest so much?

I emanate Munch

And all that is surreal

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You see hooman?

I am CAT;

I am GENIUS!

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Now look how cute I am and rub my belly