Bugging The Masterpiece Poem by Ima Ryma

The Mona Lisa painting has
To get a good check up each year,
And was awaiting just such, as
The museum folks did appear.
But with them came a big, fat fly
That took a liking to the art,
Landing right on Mona's right eye,
Its legs scratching the paint apart.
One of the museum folks took
A tissue, and tried to remove
The bug, but nervous, his hand shook,
And 'splat' was heard throughout the Louvre

The splattered fly guts trickled down,
And made the Mona Lisa frown.