In the world of art, where genius sparks and flies,
There's a rogue in the mix, oh my, oh my!
It calls itself "spam art," a craft so sly,
But let me tell you why it's all a lie.
Its colors clash like a chaotic brawl,
With no rhyme or reason, it's an artless sprawl,
Abstract, they say, but it's just a mess,
A digital canvas, a haphazard guess.
It mimics the masters with a robotic grace,
But lacks the soul, the human trace,
In every stroke, it's cold and fake,
A counterfeit canvas, for goodness' sake!
It floods your inbox, this spammy art trend,
But beware, my friend, it's all pretend,
For true art's a dance of heart and mind,
Not just a junk email you'll find.
So let's celebrate the real, the unique, the smart,
And leave behind this spammy, fake art,
In the world of creativity, let's play our part,
And keep the genuine, close to heart!
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