Don't let that bird
Roost on your face
Yelled Magritte's nanny
But he
Liked the way
It looked
So he put an apple
on his nose
He also had a pet lion
And a tuba that burst into flames
At a family reunion
All the Magrittes wore derbies
They kept on their overcoats
And flew up in the air
Sometimes he'd put his hat on upside down
Or he'd leave it in a painting, without his head
He could wear his head
Without a hat
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