Put a frame on anything.
Anything at all --
a toenail from the bathroom.
A piece of rubber ball.
The frame must be expensive
and clean and truly square.
There's nothing worse than slapdash
when hanging this affair.
Then stare at it profoundly
until your face is blue.
It's Art, my boy, you're making,
and piles of money too.
The grants will come a-gushing
and critics will expound
on why you are a genius
and why they are profound.
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