Mona Lisa

The scope of one painting Puts on quite a show. From the depths of the river, To the windy, rocky road. The mysterious woman Has a garment of dark wear, And a veil of secrets That lie upon her metallic hair. She looks for an answer, As her eyes seem to follow. Wherever you turn, There's a dark lurking shadow. The mysterious woman Has pale, silky skin, And the cross of her arms Tells she does not wear thin. Her mysterious smile Has fooled many, it appears. Whether she feels witty or pleased, We won't know for many years.