Many Pretty Things So Well Hidden To See

Why all these many thing's Shine and smell like bedazzled diamond's inside a plush pottered bowl containing fresh picked petal perfumery That banishes every spec of rustic dust clinging desperately onto a swinging chandelier Hanging resplendent in a castle greeting banquet hall so everyone can see Or it's exhibition library decked out with many bound leather book's and cigar lounging chair's That make the hair's upon one's neck elasticate snap back with deadly electric shock infusion wonderment met Have and both provide oh so so many pretty thing's all bar none But the final answers to where they initially came from or what they actually mean To those precious lucky few who throughout the ages have stood before and witnessed These such treasured priceless piece's and work's of classic artistry Stowed away and closeted inside private collection's unlike in a public viewing gallery So not the many but very few will ever see neither it the light of day All of these so many pretty thing's Hidden so the whole wide world will never see