For this man life really could not have been any sweeter
Thank you very much
Painting nude models as soon as he awoke
A break in between for a glass of beer and a sly cigarette
Nude models again after lunch All that before a dip in the mammoth pool out back
Night time spent with his wife, sitting at the over-sized dinner table
Overlooking the never-ending back garden
Drinking wine from a rather large bottle
Conversing over fond, fond memories
He had it all, the artistic license to draw nude models
With his wife’s blessing
And a cellar full of wine dating back two hundred years
Where he could always go and get blotto each and every night he liked
A happy man for sure