Ticket Machine - Frankel

I’m not immune to the way you look

Bathed in Sunshine your nose in a book

This has to be why people seek

The simple pleasures of otdoor scenery

Certainly you’d be the brochure

There’s a painter that needs a muse

To get tong-tied

To get confused

How many times each and every day

Do you see the back of an easel set your way?

Why don’t you have yourself a ticket machine?