She had a crush on
Hogarth with his smock on
and William drinking Holsten
because we know there's always one.

She flashed her eyes
he painted stars on
ceilings in the local bars

and Paris, in the gardens,
young men with their hard-ons
he painted what he saw.

and everybody knows that
Shakespeare's at the 'Rose'
closely followed by a bear
which isn't drinking
Holsten.