I am up in the studio.
The painter's got me sitting in
A chair looking out a window.
Of course I want to scratch my chin.
This is the first time that I've sat
For this painter who is well known.
So shouldn't do anything that
Puts him into an upset zone.
At least I'm able to look out
The window so not to be too bored.
Gonna be a long day no doubt.
Oh, oh, trouble's coming, oh Lord!
I see outside my brother is
Doing some 'make me giggle' biz.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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