Lady vs. Daisy
Mona Lisa calls for ditty and pity
She stands always on ceremony
Posing a phony smile that never die
Better a daisy, free to laugh or cry
But the one adored by the passing eye
May not be it that blossomed last year
Do not for the last duchess shed tear
She may stand on canvas for millennia
And then what? There may be daisies
Millennia and millennia on end if ever
the sun shines and rain comes timely
But pictures may be nil, whatever beauty