When I Paint My Masterpiece

The Artist did not jump into His painting with no thought or no clue as to what His Art would do.
He thought and He thought and He thought it all the Way through.
In the beginning, He began with a garden colored hue.
He loved the painting His Mouth Spewed.
Filled with love for His Magnificent Creation, He admired His Work for a few.  He said with a smile; My Painting is good and now I will step in and rest with you.
A counterfeiter who cared nothing for Truth, stepped in to manipulate and told the art it held no value.
The scammer divided the Original Design into billions of pieces with a slick woo.
A bidding war broke out and how high the value flew!  
The Designer paid the cost for art that would stay true.

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