by 0ctavio G0nzalez

The museum's free too, but the lift doesn't work So get over your hang-over, don't be a jerk Pull the skin on your face back, proceed with a smirk 'Cause it's only a few thousand stairs You may not believe now, and my verse will not do To explain what I mean to make plain here for you: That a painting that lives there has might to imbue Endless bliss, and relieve all life's cares Which is not to embellish, But in short, I am jealous And you'll have to write back- having seen it then tell us -That it's worth all the gold in the Taj Mahal Palace Just to see Van Gogh's "Plain of Auvers"