The Oboe Virtuoso
THE OBOE VIRTUOSO
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Check my avatar, a tiny little rose you'll see.
Well, a fairy left it there for me with an invitation.
Did the RSVP bit, got all dressed up, I did agree.
A guest I was allowed, my Leprechaun sensation,
The one who read a note, the Queen had left for me.
The Fairy Queen, of course, was a great recitation.
Some time ago was that chance solemn occasion.
This time, re the invitation, listening to a virtuoso.
The fairies orchestra made up of their relations.
Pixies, elves, a virtuoso, yes she played the oboe!
A fairy from another realm, her oboe presentation,
Worldly music; effortlessly, such emotion, what a show!
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Dedicated to, and Inspired by Victor Buhagiar's POTD Echoes of an Oboe
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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