Starry starry night
painted to violets delight
flaming flowers
make it through the night
the green fairy
like absinthe dairy
drink to much scary
makes my palette
dark and hairy
for one night stand
she is mine to land
Paul guaghan
has other plans
razor deep cut thy ear
red colour field
beyond my years
sheaves’ of wheat
i paint so deep
like shredded wheat
where lovers meet
shoot my self
to my makers keep
at eternity gates
potato eaters fate
food from the plate
back to thy caves
black faces to see
Vincent van Gogh
crying down by the lake
yellow as the sun
genius work is done
paint a masterpiece
was such fun on the run
Theo becomes so weary
Vincent letters are so teary
pain and brushes
send him yearly
toil and poverty-stricken
like a sunflower smile
all across thy faces
to see matt busby aces
starry starry night
wild time rustic moonlight
Vincent your sanity is free
lets all sit down with tea
sir we all love thee