The Artist In His Natural Habitat, Or- I'll Leave When I'm Good And Goddam Ready!



Billy Bunny in his lair

With malt induced beatific stare.

Beguiled by those who stagger past,

Seen through the bottom of his glass.

No grandkids crowding on his knee,

Nor troubled with reality.

His skills were gained by lifelong habits,

And you too can learn to pencil rabbits.

So:

Ya wanna make art that's up to par?

Just move into your local bar!


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