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!
A pig of a man makes me kiss-respect his feet |
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 |
For this brute too is my better! |
He grunts with delight high above me at my slavish helplessness and powerlessness at his feet! |
The pig is laughing at me |
And rightly so... |
...for, compared to him, I'm no oil painting! |
The piggish master-sir is rightly proud of himself... |
...whereas I am fit only to kiss his trotters! |
I stare admiringly at my better's departing feet |
A truly handsome brute of a man |
The face of true ugliness - the face of a slave! |