"Who is the brush's master true?"
"Be he Da Vinci? Rafael?"
"Those greats, my friend, used brush and brew,
Of the greatest, bid you, I'll tell.
"He needs no stick of pleated string;
With great hands, He contours.
Nor needs He oils mixed fit for kings
He paints with none a board.
"So quick, so soon, you choose to give?
Shall I reveal His identity?
Glance to the glass; the Master is God,
And you his wondrous masterpiece."
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