A Poem For Tegan (Thanks For The Dragon)
by @nigel-finn
Sometimes I meet,
With art so sweet,
It almost turns me vegan,
A piece of meat,
Could not compete,
With a painting done by Tegan.
Sometimes it seems,
She paints my dreams,
Or as close as anyone can,
If I had to choose,
Between this or booze,
I'd be a sober man.
I'd feel such grief,
With no relief,
If she chose to give up paintin'
And I'd fill the hole,
Inside my soul,
With whiskey and with bacon.