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The Sketching Class
(25th March 1943 / )

The Sketching Class

I had a sketching class today,
Actually it was free, I did not pay
To draw a very naked man,
Who posed in his altogether tan.
I started with him forward facing,
But I' m not much good, I'm better at 'tracing',
So the tutor took me under his 'wing',
But even then I could not draw his 'thing',
So I moved my chair, face looking 'red',
And drew his brown buttocks instead,
So therefore, now it has been revealed,
Anatomy is not my field,
Drawing private parts, although quite OK,
I'll save up for another day.
Next week a 'still life' I will do,
Which I think is more sensible, don't you.

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Comments (5)

Enjoyed the pawky humour Ernestine. I often wonder if the students aren't more embarrassed than the model. A stll life of bananas may prove useful
Ernestine, you've certainly sketched a very 'revealing' poem. Humerous as well... a fine piece of art! ! Brian
The laugh from this made it such great fun! If you do, do a still life, then be careful of the fruit you pick, it may give you flashbacks.love Duncan
This was so funny! I have taken art classes and have PRAYED they would not bring in a live model. I got lucky and was spared. I would die of embarrassment. I just can't imagine.....I guess it's art to some but I'm with you Ernestine, no thanks. Nice one. sincerely, Mary
I got a great laugh out of this. Thank you.