The Mona Lisa

A poem dedicated to the enigmatic, La Gioconda

La Gioconda

Such a mystery

You were painted by Da Vinci

Your timeless beauty

Baffles many

People stare in awe

And wonder,

"Where had gone your brow"?

Because they badly want to know

Some say you're going to have a baby

That's why you look so happy

The next question is,

Who is your baby's daddy?

Extravagant and classy

Lonely and a little bit eerie

You're on fine lady

Who exudes obscurity

Oh, Mona Lisa

Why must you be such an enigma?

Despite your cryptic aura

You're one among great phenomena