Vincent was a painter of note
White van man,white suited overcoat
William a writer of fantastic plays
Lived in a hamlet where he spent his days
Starry nights,clouds and that perspective chair
Vincent my friend he lived in despair.
Romeo and Juliet were a fine pair of lovers
Did he write these plays or were they just covers
The bard of the boards with his life he could cope
Day to day this writer ,lived with so much hope
Painter ,a genius such a life with much fear
What ever happened to his infamous ear
Paintings and writings,from Vincent and Bill
One with a brush the other with quill
With lots of hope and litte despair
They left such treasures for us,so we can share.