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.