In 1961, art lovers in
New York were all aglow:
Their own Museum of Modern Art
Had bought and planned to show
Henri Matisse’s masterpiece
Entitled Le Bateau.
This painting overnight became
The talk of all the town.
Forty-seven days of raves,
Then someone with a frown
Looked closer and saw that it
Was hanging upside down.
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