So patiently
The ink is so eager
A grand and spacious hall
Till stumbles in
A tiny figure
Soon then a surging crowd
Restless to see the great works
Of art and science and linger
Over mysterious jewels and crowns
The naked statues and the staring bones
A child is crying
Which starts up all
The other babies in the place
Till the paintings start climbing off the wall
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