So many of us see images all over the place

For some - these become art, which fills a space

In the vacuum of their lives, which sucks only air

For they have so little which moves them upstairs



And so they prey upon others in order to tease

For this gives them substance, a way to please

Themselves, at the dire way they live their lives 

For they're stuck in mire which gives them strife



And so they then do take their little pictures

Which is so totally senseless and immature

If you want something you like very much 

Then make an offer on it, but don't touch



Until the current owner has given you blessing

Which is something he may do when addressing

Cards - he chooses to send with his inscriptions

Which are done carefully, without prescription



If you want one - then let him know you do

Then the picture will be yours without blues

Provided you use it only for your own need

And do not resell the work as your own seed.



Christopher W. Thomas

6:50am Saturday 12/27/97