In the heart of time’s unfading embrace,
A ponytailed mummy, a relic of grace,
From the Qing Dynasty’s opulent past,
A discovery that makes history last.

Dating back 130 years, preserved in time,
A mummy’s tale, both eerie and sublime,
With hair in a ponytail, a fashion of yore,
Unveiling secrets long kept in folklore.

Amidst the riches of a bygone reign,
Lies a spine-chilling secret, a mystery’s domain,
The world stands in awe at this unearthed find,
A glimpse into the past, a window to the mind.

Qing Dynasty’s treasures, now brought to light,
In the silent presence of this eerie sight,
A mummy’s gaze that seems to tell,
A story of an era, where empires rose and fell.

The world gazes upon this ancient form,
A testament to time, to history’s norm,
Wrapped in mystery, shrouded in awe,
A discovery that leaves the world in jaw.

From the depths of time, a figure emerges,
Stirring whispers, tales, and urges,
To unravel the secrets this mummy holds,
To walk through history’s untold folds.

Ponytailed mummy, a silent witness,
To a dynasty’s splendor, its rise and distress,
Unveiling riches and a secret chilling,
A story that the world finds thrilling.

In the echoes of the Qing Dynasty’s past,
This mummy’s discovery will forever last,
A reminder of the tales yet untold,
In the annals of history, brave and bold.