Another artist took up his paints
And began to paint a dream
There were many colors
So many colors to use
He could not decide
And he put some here
And he put some there
And he didn't like this color
And he changed it
Then he painted this
Then he painted that
And what he wound up with
Was a confused mass of color
Much unlike
A dream

He looked
And sighed

And he was envious
Of the man who drew only
In black
And white