Arty poem this will be, full of paint and turpentine Who is first to show us why we need art in our lives? Who is lurking in this painting? Is this Tyger by Blake rendered? Giacometti’s sculpting skills Formed tall people with long legs Modigliani’s faces long Stare at us with power, strong Jimson weed or poppy red O’Keeffe’s were the daily bread Plunk! There goes another dot For Kusama made a splosh This collage is by Matisse Full of colours, snail’s at ease Weiwei used a lot of chairs To create a brand new shape Abramović sat in silence She was present, you could join her When Rousseau began his painting He made critics unrelenting Degas’ supple ballerinas twist and twirl Like they don’t see us Klein seems very much adamant That blue is the only colour Then there’s very many others Waiting for you to discover Beauty of their composition Tints and hues, from black to crimson Have you ever wondered why we need art in our lives? What we gain by seeing beauty: portraits, landscapes, something kooky? Such a question is for you You may answer with a view You may answer as you please Art awaits any of these!