A Cute Clarinet

A Cute Clarinet I was playing my pretty fiddle And seems like somewhere in the middle Of some song which I was playing Everything started swinging and swaying. Played part of Fifth Beethoven did write When all my playing went out of sight And somehow I broke my bent bow; Then from Symphony home had to go. My fiddle turned out to be a violin And next time when I played it again A new bow I now was busily using Being careful with it and not abusing. By Grand Ole Opera was being invited You knew it when I became so excited But again my bow became busted Now I seemed to be totally disgusted. After attending another jam session I then decided to make a confession My glue on false teeth finally did set So I started playing a cute clarinet. James Thesarious Hilarious Horn www.poetrysoup.com Remember that April is poetry month.