A combination of Carroll’s famous poem at the Tea Party flying high in van Gogh’s Starry Night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little bat, How I wonder where you're at, Over rooftops, fields, and spires, Beneath the sky that never tires. Casting shadows, broad and deep, Over quiet towns asleep, Like a comet, you draw near, In the Starry Night, so clear. Like a diamond on a canvas vast, In a painting from the past. Painted bat, you come alive, In the night, you dive and dive. In the painter's master stroke, You dance among the rural folk. In the silence of the night, You are a star, so bright, so bright. How I wonder what you're at, Twinkle, twinkle, little bat. Underneath the swirls so bright, In the masterpiece of night. Up above the world you fly, Underneath Van Gogh's starry sky. Resplendent in the vibrant night, Like a tea tray in the sky.