Miniature #7, West Gallery, acrylic on tile

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by: Peter Johnson
uploaded: 02/01/2020
 She prowls the halls and the bars
Holds herself up on the meat hooks
They give her due and then some
We hope she earns what she can from the looks

None of this matters much
He's back now
Determined to turn the world upside down
He's back now

They both believe they were picture perfect
The painting was torn in a single stroke
When the fire destroyed and the words the employed
What can a pen hope to invoke.

Written and Recorded (obviously) in one day for the 2020 Song-A-Day challenge.  
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Miniature #7, West Gallery, acrylic on tile
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