In the silent auditorium of the silent city
Two sauntering steps were seen
According to the birdies they were,
Shivering in seventeen.
But the painter's painting was only black
Until two sauntering steps were on stage,
Starlight like diamonds on ballerina pumps
Was the only colour he added to the image.
You see how a mere touch of twinkle
Can add beauty upon;
From everything that's black,
He knows; a new star is born.