Tribute to Duane Michaels

Duane Michaels is a favourite photographer of mine - for his sense of humour more than anything.
He took an image of a nude on the floor with a hat on her rear and accompanied it with a limerick.
It's just a shame that he had to use the vapid American euphemism - 'ass'.
This is my version of the same theme, with my own limericks to suit.

Mr Michael’s Original Limerick

Esta caused a commotion at mass
By wearing a hat on her ass
And she found that it stayed
Even when she got laid.
Now you have to admit that that that’s class.

My series

When bored and really quite tired
Jess decided to go unattired,
Placed a hat on her tail
And her face to the wall
Then waited to see what transpired.

Grace would often lounge around bare,
In the air waved her fair derriere.
With a hat on the hump
Of her well-rounded rump -
The offer was made with some flair

An upper-class girl from Broadstairs
Has a habit of putting on airs
But sometimes when drinking
Her standards are sinking
And her poses catch men unawares.

Liv had a quite odd sense of fun
And would glue a straw hat to her bum.
Tho' the height of rough fashion
It restricted her passion;
Some comfort, at least to her mum.

Em was a sensation in class
Wearing only a hat on her arse
And she found that it stuck
Despite a wild f**k
So she kept it there, just for the laughs

Kat’s needs were never quite sated
So she decided to get violated.
She crouched in the street,
Waved her arse oh so sweet
And waited…and waited…and waited.