I took a walk along a path, once trod by Queens and Kings
A long, straight path by a canal that leads to other things
Around the lake where swans do dwell, the symbol of this reign
Until at last I reached the house, the palace more, by name
And what a house! Such beauty there, so rich in history
The musicians and the dancers, Oh what a sight to see!
Wherever your eyes take you, above and all around
A plethora of paintings and gilt work does abound.
This boudoir here is far from plain but tasteful, large and warm
Fit for a king? It surely is for here a famous one was born.
In later years when he was grown, imagine if you saw,
The king in all his splendour, his gilt carriage hauled by four
Even in the winter months when roads are thick with snow
These golden sleighs would carry them where carriages can’t go.
The stables too, are special, to house the royal guard
Nothing shabby will be found here, most opulent by far!
Dining for the officers was not a dull affair
But now, I think, the time has come for me to leave them there.
(Schloss Nymphenburg, Munich. December 2014. Birthplace of King Ludwig II of Bavaria)
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