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The Artist Won

The best artist that there probably was, His words make music sound sharper than saws, His mouth shoots arrows, The mic is his mighty bow, He is practically an Archer, Every piece he performs, A battle he has won, Ends with a victorious laughter

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Phyllis Babcock

Date: 7/19/2023 2:41:00 PM

I guess I do not even have a guess who this could be. love phyl

Arastu Goyal
Date: 7/19/2023 5:46:00 PM

Thanks Phyl :-) The artist in my mind was Bobby McFerrin

I Am Anaya

Date: 7/19/2023 1:17:00 PM

Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible. To feeling as to sight? or art thou but. A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? "The mic is his mighty bow" should be a hint, I give up, who is the artist, Arastu?

Arastu Goyal
Date: 7/19/2023 5:45:00 PM

It is the all mighty, Bobby McFerrin! Thankyou for reading :-)