There once was a very young GRUMP,
For whom holiday gifts were a stump
"I need something new!
But what should I do?"
And started her search with a thump.
A small hall in DC she did find,
found splendors galore, well designed!
"Shop local! Shop small!"
She cried with a squall
"No more malls for me!" she opined.
The next GRUMP had bigger surprises
The first yeti visage arises,
The first Artisphere,
It was Quite a year,
And the number of GRUMPers, it rises.
But like all things that come to an end,
RIP Artisphere, our dear friend,
But then a new space!
Crystal City we embrace
And many new yetis descend.
And now, we're up against COVID,
A virus pandemic exploded,
But we can't miss a year
So we'll all gather here,
To our artists we're always devoted.