In Wylie's lair, where wonders brew,
A resin replica, just for you.
Forty-five hours, from start to end,
For your man cave or lodge, it's sure to trend.
A Masonic touch, with secrets deep,
In garages or dens, its allure will creep.
From a German skull, it took its form,
A symbol of brotherhood, through the storm.
Hang it proud, for all to view,
A cultured nod, from Wylie's crew.
In your space, it's sure to gleam,
A sign of refinement, like a dream!
