A Broken Sculpture
Sam from Maine always wore a white apron
while working long hours in his small art shop;
who remembers the last competition he won?
And with that prize, he remained on the top!
His clay sculpture of Michelangelo could have been
another masterpiece, but a crazy cat knocked it down...
shouting he chased that poor, scary animal down Herald Square;
Sam was angry that his work was lost: nothing he could declare!
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