Deformed petals, twisted fingers disarray,
In a draft of chaos, the bloom betrays.
Mutation grasps this once-lovely face,
Floating limbs, a morbid, surreal embrace.

In distorted art, an amateur's try,
Low-res grain, a blurry sky.
With poorly drawn hands, the scene's confined,
Out of frame, the beauty maligned.

Disfigured edges, a watermark's stain,
Cluttered chaos, art's beauty wane.
In a world of darkness, shadows crawl,
Devoid of life, an eerie thrall.

Missing arms, mutilated grace,
The sunflower's smile lost in space.
Ugly, mangled, twisted and maimed,
A haunting image, the heart inflamed.

With negative prompts, the artist shall strive,
To create a masterpiece that will survive.
In this juxtaposition, emotions ignite,
Stable diffusion yields art so bright.