his name was Hamilton
my name was Caleb
the dude was on the outside
inside was more from his film
also in the bunch,
the duke, the doctor,
the fab 4, the dogs
in neon and inverted
colors
it was not all Hamilton’s
but his work was some of the best
weird stuff on the back wall
but still some awesome pieces
from a man obsessed with
movies
Hamilton was my friend
If only for my visit
Hamilton was my dad’s friend
(My dad’s good at making them)
but in the end
I was there for
art work
and though I bought something not of Hamilton’s
I think he appreciated me and my dad and my mom
(she likes the dude too)
but Hamilton told me
I’m looking to propose to a lady like your mom
and I laughed
that’s good
but Hamilton
we’ve got to
go
thus is the fate of the artist and the
customer
May 3, 2010
May 3, 2010 at 5:11 PM UTC
his name was Hamilton
my name was Caleb
the dude was on the outside
inside was more from his film
also in the bunch,
the duke, the doctor,
the fab 4, the dogs
in neon and inverted
colors
it was not all Hamilton’s
but his work was some of the best
weird stuff on the back wall
but still some awesome pieces
from a man obsessed with
movies
Hamilton was my friend
If only for my visit
Hamilton was my dad’s friend
(My dad’s good at making them)
but in the end
I was there for
art work
and though I bought something not of Hamilton’s
I think he appreciated me and my dad and my mom
(she likes the dude too)
but Hamilton told me
I’m looking to propose to a lady like your mom
and I laughed
that’s good
but Hamilton
we’ve got to
go
thus is the fate of the artist and the
customer
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