Some things I do in my spare time,
Things that excite the workings of my mind,
Illusions made with lines of led,
All lines themselves are illusions justly said,
Add color to these things I do,
With ginger color drops of blue,
Ginger color drops hue,
And then I’m bored once more again,
The mind is faster,
Than the pen,
The hand is quicker than the eye,
I disagree when drawing lies,
See more than what lies bare,
But lack skill to lay it their,
Tell the lies of beauties sold,
Horrors new with ancient molds,
To show the world just what I think,
Of things it thinks we ought to think.