Froth

He showed her around his studio
An artist’s working place
Then he took her hand
Looked her in the face
He said I don’t wish to trouble you
And I don’t want to intrude
But you are so young and beautiful
May I paint you in the nude

She blushed so delightfully
Uttered a pleased embarrassed yes
Then stood there in amazement 
As he started to undress
He stood there at his easel
In the cool light of that morn
As unashamedly naked 
As the day that he was born

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Ilene Bauer

Date: 12/31/2022 1:49:00 PM

Hilarious!!! Thanks for the grin, Terry!

Terry Ireland
Date: 1/1/2023 2:18:00 AM

Thanks ilene

John Lawless

Date: 12/31/2022 1:02:00 PM

what a naked attempt at wordplay.....beautifully done Terry, had me laughing out loud

Terry Ireland
Date: 1/1/2023 2:17:00 AM

Thanks John.

Speaks Volumes

Date: 12/31/2022 2:35:00 AM

hahahahahah excellent rhyming there. What else can I say? Bit hard to say it conjured a wonderful picture.

Terry Ireland
Date: 1/1/2023 2:17:00 AM

Thanks Wen - went to a Clothed Model photoshoot at the local church hall some years ago. All very decorous but gave me this wicked idea which i eventually, years later, put into verse.