after “Skizzenfestival” on the train to Berlin
—————————————————————
I like the fried fish.
I like the sunshine.
I like my sketchbook.
I’ll draw anything for you.
Without our sun makers could not be.
Sun makers make sun, make sunshine.
(Make) —
Sun makers make sun, make sunshine.
———————————A song for sun makers
Revised by a few illustrators, who were heading home one wonderful midnight after an evening of barbecue and drinks.
(Originated at sketches festival 2010)
