The Moorean Artist
To my Dear Friend, Xavier
Good day to you my dear old friend
I wrote this letter with the pen that you've lend
I'm sorry for your art exhibit, I cannot attend
I'm currently sailing to the land of Mende
Your fine meticulous art are the greatest I've seen
With paintings so real and lines so clean
I'd like to buy some to make my cabin more serene
But the question is how have you been
My friend I've always wondered of your solace mystery
I've always wondered about your history
Along with your artist's sympathy
A whiskey's cheers to our victory
Specially now that we're apart
Oh how I've missed seeing your art
Also your perfume sweet as a tart
A Moorean Artist with a lot of heart
Your Dear Friend,
Sebastian Regan Johnson
Good day to you my dear old friend
I wrote this letter with the pen that you've lend
I'm sorry for your art exhibit, I cannot attend
I'm currently sailing to the land of Mende
Your fine meticulous art are the greatest I've seen
With paintings so real and lines so clean
I'd like to buy some to make my cabin more serene
But the question is how have you been
My friend I've always wondered of your solace mystery
I've always wondered about your history
Along with your artist's sympathy
A whiskey's cheers to our victory
Specially now that we're apart
Oh how I've missed seeing your art
Also your perfume sweet as a tart
A Moorean Artist with a lot of heart
Your Dear Friend,
Sebastian Regan Johnson