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a study toward sonnet #116 by FisherKingKQJ

As well, I posed to monsieur U my bald
By wax pubis. Often, he would approach
And put his nose near its mound, enthralled
To see if stubble had begun to broach,
To germinate whilst I posed. Mock reproach
He'd squeak in his effeminate, pinched voice
"Lily, you're hysterical, no hair! I'll poach
An egg on your tummy smooth!" We'd rejoice
The sale of his framed painting, for my poise
I'd get maybe two or three hundred sou,
And to prove I was his model of choice,
He'd roll spare coins to get me to pursue.
At twelve I first posed my street urchin arse
For palettes, easels, oils of Montpernasse.

{3D interactive chorus:}

[ll7,9,14 corrected for rhythm and typeset
9/10/05.]
At twelve I first posed my street urchin arse.
At twelve I first posed my street urchin bum.
At twelve I first posed my street urchin rear.