They pose symmetrical Scattered through the Echo Hall Works of art in pensive phase With the worldy critics gaze And there's a special one Another convert to the throng And maybe in her wildest dreams she is a human But anyone with brains can see she is the new one
The artist uses short brush strokes just like the master Wave the finished product in the air to dry it faster Then they spray themselves with anti-tarnish ultragloss It reduces flaking and this cramps(?) would come WIth hanging on the cross
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She does her face in Cubist fashion like the others Tonight the curator protects them with blue covers And what's the point of looking pretty with no audience? And won't you find it sad that beauty's based on inexperience?
And as for her we heard she had a little accident Someonetipped her over and her face received a fatal dent So it's all over because who likes imperfection? Her only hope is that it might become a fashion
See only certainty Bargain hunting destiny Maybe she'll redeem herself with mightiness from off the shelf Thus concludes the story of the Echo Gallery Visit any time to see the fools who sold themselves to slavery
How to be a Happy Statue Five easy tips in our next issue You might have thought all hope was lost But now the chance is here - and for a reasonable costTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
