I dread to take a picture to the man who wants to change things.
Who says, "That's fine, just what I want, but let us rearrange things.
Let's move that building over, and give the man a cane,
And add an umbrella just in case it starts to rain.
And change the girl's expression to one of glad surprise.
If it ain't too damn much trouble, change the color of her eyes.
Don't clutter up the picture with meaningless detail,
But get a dock in somewhere with a boat about to sail.
I suggest a troop of soldiers and a fat man with the gout,
Also a railroad station with a train just pulling out.
The man is running for the train and fears he might be late,
So have him looking at his watch with hands at half past eight.
Don't let the thing get crowded, we must have room for copy,
But give the girl galoshes because the weather's sloppy.
And make the oak a maple, and make the horse a cow.
And make the hen a rooster, and make that rake a plow.
With these few minor changes everything's OK.
We're much behind our deadline, please finish it today."
No... I didn't write it. it was written a long time ago and still holds true. I believe that it always will.