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I have been with this illustrious choir For fourteen months or more Never have I been told That my crotchets were missing before. It really came as quite a shock As Jean gave this bit of news And when I think about it What a silly thing to lose. I know I have senior moments When forgetting an errand or two But to go and mislay my crotchets Was a ridiculous thing to do. I’ll swear I had them with me When leaving for practice night They were in my case with the music You can understand my plight. They were with my bag of quavers And a bar of minims too But no, they had surely gone Oh what am I to do. Could I possibly make a swap? In exchange for a demi-tone or two I’d throw in a subtonic as well In place of some crotchets from you. In future please remember all Should you mention my lack of a crotchet? The pen is mightier than the sword So ...Watch it!!!! |
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