Mastermind

Da Vinci met Michaelangelo and Einstein together,
lifted his easel up which was as light as a feather,
positioned himself for their illustrious company,
one was a visitor from the future, what a mystery.

His adversary still had flakes of plaster in his eyes,
from painting that ceiling with heavenly blue skies;
the future looked disdainfully at his medieval clothes,
a dose of math would be better than his funny hose.

What a pair - one with balding sparse grey locks,
the other had long hair and an attitude that mocks;
they possessed greater powers than you and I,
not forgetting me, Leo, wearing my Illuminati tie.

'Angelo may have been foolish and a bit of a 'div,'
but Einstein had spent time finding all things 'relative,'