My
Poster
Girl
For
Triumphs
Past,
But
Exhibitions
Do
Not
Last.
That
Night
Of
Fright,
Cheese
And
Wine,
Glitter
And
Shine,
Of
Chilly
Stares
By
People
Unaware
Of
What
It
Took
To
Provide
A
Casual
Evening’s
Look,
Fashionable,
There
Only
To
Make
The
Scene.
How
It
Ends
Depends.
The
Artists
Laugh,
Take
Photographs,
Never
Willing
To
Grieve,
Take
Down
The
Work
And
Leave.