I Should Go Paint Sometime Today

I should go paint sometime today. My art studio is across the way. In a garage not a concrete quay. My horse painting can almost neigh. I hear it from my squirrel nest drey. Wait a second. Is that a blue jay? Now where is my Hawaiian lei? I throw myself into the fray. With a cheerful hat merry and gay. Sun is shining taking all the gray. Showing her power in each little day. The half painted canvases are my prey. I shall finish them today, okay? Will I sell them? No. That is a nay. They are mine and mine alone today.