I don’t have my art stuff. I don’t have my paint.
I’ve got one tiny brush and a color that ain’t.
I’m out on an island, which is actually quite rad,
I just wish there were some supplies I had.
I’d like cyan, mauve, candy apple red and pink,
Ya know, as far as colors go, send the kitchen sink.
I draw in the sand but the waves just take,
Every masterpiece that I try to make.
Rhyming all day is for the birds,
Getting tongue tied, and stumped on words.
A single picture is worth a thousand of these.
Someone, send some art supplies, please.