Henry Dresses in Drag to Paint Like Grandma

Henry was not a good painter at all Until he channeled his Grandmother Gall She made him dress in an imaginative way Wearing her clothes and a hairbow gray Henry’s paintings were suddenly very good He began wearing Grandma’s sweatshirt and hood So much better! His spirit guide said, guiding his hand. He painted great but was the laugh of the land. For people in a small town rarely get away With dressing in drag for an hour, let alone a day But Henry was dressing in gowns and aprons too For his paintings were now selling as fast as his brushes flew.