Ode to the Artists Representative
By Elvis Swift

The artist paints as passions plea,
their art surrounds us daily.
Upon the walls and goods galore,
whose works displayed so gaily.

How did it get on walls and things
once there to shine so bright?
Did chance alone without some help
get works placed in the light?

T’was no turn of fate the art’s displayed,
presented in its grandeur.
The art rep or the agent named
worked hard to get it put there.