A Lock Down Ditty by William Shakespear
O I do miss Thursday choir
Those voices so sublime
The soaring of Soprano’s
each perfectly in time.
Their phrasing, O so beautiful
so tender, so divine
Each voice so lubricated
it must be all that wine.
Those sultry alto voices
blending sweet and rich and pure
their sound so overwhelming
it’s too much to endure.
The silky, slinky sound they have
what ecstasy divine.
There’s only one thing I can say
it must be too much wine.
And now, those strident tenors
all strongly beating time
their brilliant intonation
the sound is most refined.
Each note a thing of beauty
to one’s heart it brings a tear.
There’s only one thing causing it
I’m sure it’s too much beer.
And finally, the basses
so sonorous and round
their melody so haunting
so resonant the sound.
These basses so profundo
how professional they are
they sound like Ross Edmundo * (see Wikipedia)
after too much at the bar.
I can’t miss Chris and Lillian
whose guidance we adore.
Their patience and musicality
brings out our best I’m sure.
But after all is said and done, you know,
if singing makes you frisky
every night before you go to bed
have a great BIG DOUBLE WHISKY
To everyone. Please keep well & love from Roy. xxx
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