The Animator's Plight

Whooo!!! Firsrt Post-ish thing. An old poem I wrote.....in the middle of a project


I warn ye young children of the animators Plight,
Hours drawing indoors with no sign of sunlight

You draw till your arm hurts,You fix till it's clean,
Your teachers sound angry, tryannical and Mean,

But in the end your drawings will seem
To have to power to glitter and Gleam

Then once you are done your talent seem sealed
Well...that is untill you get to the work field.