The palette which belonged to an artist,
Was encrusted in silver.
The artist had got it made so,
As it was a gift from his mother.
The palette had two colour boxes,
Save the colour making chambers.
He kept in it two special colours mixed together each,
For a special day.
The colours were natural colours
And were a unique lot,
For they could be bought in a special sale which came for two days,
Twice a year.
Seeing the palette everyday,
Gave the artist inspiration to work more and more,
He stayed on with it and
Let beauty in the form of art flow from his hands.
The palette remained with him life long.
Adios!
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