Never Trust a Woman With a Stick
Never trust a woman with a stick
Allegros slow Andantes quick
It starts when Passionata comes on stage
Hips controlled feet detache dress in style
lento firm lips betray a smile
Rehearsals can be so deathly sweet
Routined (in mind) commence polyphony
hoping for a firm sure beat
She steps upon the stand with grace
Checks (includes her undergarments) that
We're all in place then
Taps the flowered rack
All players
men emasculated
women stuck to chairs
instantly repond (with silent prayers)
Egmont is chosen for the overture
The long tutti fortissimo is SICK!
QUICK!
Trumpets trombones French horns
empty valves of spit
Woodwinds check their springs
the reeds for grit
The entire string section pluck their strings
but OH!
The bloody tambourine
shaken on its stand rolls off of it
and down each riser in jingling fit
Passionata breathes contemptuous
sighs
rapture flash of victory in her eyes
At last a chirptwittering laugh
patronizing glance to all
(especially the men)
"Shall we" rising to her tallest fullest
"try it once again"
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2008
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