Plaster Work

An evening stroll along the path, Venus rising from her daily bath And just ahead an even lovelier sight, Two moons arising in the pale moonlight, A lady bending over in white pants. I introduced myself with one intent And following a very, very brief chat, Suggested that I'd like a plaster cast of that! She laughed and said: "You have an awful cheek." "But you have two, " I answered. "They are sleek And would sit nicely on my mantelpiece, In the place of honour, if you please." "I'll discuss it with my boyfriend in a while, " She answered with a disengaging smile. We went our separate ways, I'm sad to say. The space has been reserved there to this day! "