Mozart had made it so simple to write,

Beethoven could construct with his eyes closed,

And together their songs were never trite,

Unlike them, I find it hard to compose!

With my precision flawed, I cannot bare,

To create music from this bold sofa,

And make an audience applaud and stare;

Symphonies relived by the orchestra.

Alas! I may have found my concerto,

With a melody that shows perfection,

What roar is to come from the falsetto –

Heard from the pit of the choir’s section?

Oh, how this tune will inspire them all,

To rise and to stand, yet not take the fall!


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