Billy tried painting nudes but they made him too nervy
though he had to admit they were his kind of curvy.
In sheepskin coats his models he shrouded
Lest by excess of longing his vision be clouded.
‘Twas to no avail. His hands would not stop shaking
And it was dreadful to see the mess he was making.



© Mark Halliday & Martin Stannard, 2023

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