Love soft music on a warm summer's night
A Piano Sonata by that Chopin dude
Nothing can turn my crank more than Fredéric
Sure puts this guy in a romantic mood
Surprised with my knowledge of the classics?
Fred and I go a very long way back
Grew up together, he was my very first buddy
Actually stole my sweet girlie, fancy that
Helped him write some mazurkas and études
Never gave me credit, whatta bum
Attempted to expose him but no one listened
Of course no one listened, that's dumb
Whatta big snot, this so called music genius
Thought the world revolved around him
Got some news, this is going to shatter his image
He was nothing but a country bumpkin
I know, I know, that's not well known fact
He paid people to keep it hush hush
So now you all know the rest of this story
Old Freddie turned out to be a lush
Sorry bout this, all you fans of the classics
This was all just in fun I declare
Was never a good friend of old Freddie boy
Still maintain, I never got my share
Categories:
mazurkas, romantic,
Form: Rhyme
Love soft music on a warm summer's night
A Piano Sonata by that Chopin dude
Nothing can turn my crank more than Fredéric
Sure puts this guy in a romantic mood
Surprised with my knowledge of the classics?
Fred and I go a very long way back
Grew up together, he was my very first buddy
Actually stole my sweet girlie, fancy that
Helped him write some mazurkas and études
Never gave me credit, whatta bum
Attempted to expose him but no one listened
Of course no one listened, that's dumb
Whatta big snot, this so called music genius
Thought the world revolved around him
Got some news, this is going to shatter his image
He was nothing but a country bumpkin
I know, I know, that's not well known fact
He paid people to keep it hush hush
So now you all know the rest of this story
Old Freddie turned out to be a lush
Sorry bout this, all you fans of the classics
This was all just in fun I declare
Was never a good friend of old Freddie boy
Still maintain, I never got my share
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
mazurkas, humorous,
Form: Narrative
You carried my emotions from the start
Each emotion bound in the small black note
Each one coming straight from my chilly heart
The music you make is my antidote
Through the preludes my comfort softly lay
By way of mazurkas my soul does fly
But to divulge you must learn how to play
Although learning is not a piece of pie
Piano brings emotions around town
You have the power to bring my heart up
Or throw me on the floor and beat me down
There are hard times when I just want to cup
My hands in my face and rock back and forth
And think Piano is a friend of worth
Categories:
mazurkas, allegory, confusion, dedication, faith,
Form: Sonnet