Venus Paradise
On rainy days when I was young
And things could not get duller,
I’d take my Venus Paradise
And I’d begin to color.
The pictures all had numbered spots
You’d fill in one by one
And when the scenes were colored in,
Your masterpiece was done.
The pencils came in varied hues
To match the sketched-out action.
A finished drawing gave to me
Tremendous satisfaction.
If you are of a certain age,
You’ll know of what I speak,
For Venus Paradise today
Is likely an antique!
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