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The Music Room

The Music Room

By Elton Camp

Mrs. Van Snoot, of the arts is a patron
She’s a stuffy, self-righteous matron

Who wants all, her virtues to see
Of any vices, she is entirely free

In the fundamentalist church, she’s a pillar
Pure living and sobriety are what thrill her

“Liquor’s never passed my lips,” she said
“Before I’d imbibe, I’d far rather be dead.”

Late afternoon and well into the night
In her music room she’s locked up tight

A huge bass fiddle is on display
It serves in a decidedly uncultured way

For its front can be pushed aside
A well-stocked bar it does hide

Mrs. Van Snoot loves wine, whisky, & gin
Completing the rounds, she starts again

Enjoying culture, for her, goes so far
And then she needs to visit her bar

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  1. Date: 4/2/2013 12:12:00 PM
    Like too many so called self proclaimed perfect (people)?loved this.....wouldn't just rather hear the truth!

    Camp Avatar Elton Camp
    Date: 4/2/2013 3:35:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I guess every part of the world has folks like righteous that sugar won't melt in their mouths. That is, until all the facts come out. Elton