Stop
Sophie should stop singing soprano!
Screaming. Squealing. Screeching. Shrieking. Shrill.
She should surely see she starts Shirley squirming.
Stephen shudders, saying, ‘Send Sophie south soon.’
Sarah secretly smirks – she’s so sarcastic sometimes!
Sophie should sing softly, sweetly, sexily.
She should stop singing soprano…
She had to go far, far away
To save their ears from further harm.
Or they would seal her mouth with tape.
Perhaps she’d fit in on a farm…
Although, she came back later that day -
Because she’d stopped singing, she said.
Cynically, they bought ear plugs.
‘Don’t be silly,’ she said. ‘I won’t sing a note.’
Enough to say, it didn’t last…
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2011
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