Signed giclée print on archival matte paper.
Frame not included
The Story of Eyevan The Eye Man
Eyevan the eye man
Looks kind of strange.
He stares at you blankly,
His smile so deranged.
He stays piled up
With his hands in the air.
And his bald little head
With only a few stray hairs.
If you see Eyevan wandering
There’s no reason to fear.
The worst that can happen
Is he will shout “Hey! come here!”
If he calls you over
To stand by his side.
He must really like you,
And wants a high five!
Even though he looks weird,
You now have a friend.
Eyevan the eye man
Will be there till the end!