The artist with his daunting skill,
Tried his hand at painting bills,
But caught in rain he was undone,
When the ink he'd use did start to run,
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The Lonely Artist.
The artist with his daunting skill,
Tried his hand at painting bills,
But caught in rain he was undone,
When the ink he'd use did start to run,
