No Oil Painting
Not the most prepossessing of customer-masters for me to have to serve and show respect for! But then, I’m no oil painting!
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| A pig of a man makes me kiss-respect his feet |
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| I show the same degree of slavish respect for his trotters as I would for the feet and footwear of any customer master or mistress |
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| For this brute too is my better! |
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| He grunts with delight high above me at my slavish helplessness and powerlessness at his feet! |
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| The pig is laughing at me |
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| And rightly so... |
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| ...for, compared to him, I'm no oil painting! |
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| The piggish master-sir is rightly proud of himself... |
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| ...whereas I am fit only to kiss his trotters! |
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| I stare admiringly at my better's departing feet |
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| A truly handsome brute of a man |
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| The face of true ugliness - the face of a slave! |











