do you honestly believe
that just because she has
those infamous violin hips
that gives you any right
to play her?
you’ll be in for a
rude awakening
when you finally realize
no sweet harmony will
come from her
you will not hold her
by her delicate neck
and drag your worn bow
across her thin, ****** strings
as if she was the first, or last
orchestra instrument of yours
do not forget about
deep viola, and intuitive cello
do not mock mighty trumpet and jazzy sax
with your tenuous conductor’s wand
you are no master of a spectacular concerto.
go away Amadeus, you’ve lost your mind
if you can sit down comfortably
and think you won’t have to pay for
defacing every instrument in this precious ensemble
you once had.
-11/13/17 c.m.
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 1:43 PM UTC
do you honestly believe
that just because she has
those infamous violin hips
that gives you any right
to play her?
you’ll be in for a
rude awakening
when you finally realize
no sweet harmony will
come from her
you will not hold her
by her delicate neck
and drag your worn bow
across her thin, ****** strings
as if she was the first, or last
orchestra instrument of yours
do not forget about
deep viola, and intuitive cello
do not mock mighty trumpet and jazzy sax
with your tenuous conductor’s wand
you are no master of a spectacular concerto.
go away Amadeus, you’ve lost your mind
if you can sit down comfortably
and think you won’t have to pay for
defacing every instrument in this precious ensemble
you once had.
-11/13/17 c.m.
Written by
16/Cisgender Female/Riverdale, New York
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 1:43 PM UTC
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