I didn't want any part of dis portrait.
You'ze can smile all ya want just put me down.
I needs ta "go potty" 'fore it's too late.
I'm all through posing for that bearded clown!
^^
Ya know what, I guts better things ta do.
Started this painting in 1504.
It's 1508 now I'm done, I'm through.
I've used up 8 lives, I just gut's one more!
^^
So long Leonardo, I gutter run.
I gut meece to catch, and females in heat!
Sorry; but I can't say this job was fun.
I am tired of workin' for a deadbeat.
^^
Dude, if you'ze should become famous one day.
Remember you'ze owe me, four years back pay!~
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- Author: Thad Wilk (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 21st, 2025 11:22
- Comment from author about the poem: A bit of pussycat humor folks! In "Shakespearean Sonnet form"... Kitty never got his back pay, died before painting sold... so sad.. cry
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 1
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