Da Vinci’s apprentice was an enough boy
Both were elliptical artists
In the renaissance era, one a debtor, one a decoy
In the course of the week, both were harpists
To the other profane thinking of a woman
Should that man diverge bucket boy converges
Before the peak past the dénouement both art shenanigans
Bucket boy hated his childhood name, Lopez
Leo and lo cheered saying hohoho
Laughter and mirth to them was bigger
He hated lawsuits but loved some pro-bono
Indeed, this poem is but sordid imagery.