The Sketching Class Poem by Ernestine Northover

I had a sketching class today,
Actually it was free, I did not pay
To draw a very naked man,
Who posed in his altogether tan.
I started with him forward facing,
But I' m not much good, I'm better at 'tracing',
So the tutor took me under his 'wing',
But even then I could not draw his 'thing',
So I moved my chair, face looking 'red',
And drew his brown buttocks instead,
So therefore, now it has been revealed,
Anatomy is not my field,
Drawing private parts, although quite OK,
I'll save up for another day.
Next week a 'still life' I will do,
Which I think is more sensible, don't you.