Fetish for FIGS…

Fetish for FIGS…

It came as a challenge

It came as a dare,

So I went to the studio

And plopped in my chair.

 What began as the one

But concluded with four,

It became quite apparent

There was room for one more.

 Five FIGS to be settled

In harmonious collusion,

On a bed of fine paper

Seemed the fittest solution.

 With pencil and ruler

With ink, paint and co-lour,

Five FIGS emerged quickly

In good humoured ga-lore.

 The time was approaching

The hour finally right,

To unleash this wild fetish

Of FIGGY delights.

 I breathed hot and heavy

Then named them each one,

On, Fiesty! On, Fester! On, Follie and Fudd

And not far behind came FeFiFoFum!

 Think what you will

Think what you might,

BTG’s challenge stands in good stead

And five fractured FIGS bid each a good night.