| The Penny-Whistle |
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I made a Penny-Whistle
From a piece of Merlin wood
And thought to play a spell or two
Just the way magicians do
Of anything I could.
I blew my Penny-Whistle
To compose my harmonies;
But one tune only would it play
From its notes it would not stray
Though I begged it on my knees
Though a hundred times I played
Not by reason nor by chance
Did the instrument ever play
Any other song or lay
Than the Merry Magician’s Dance
From Zanzibar to Paris
It was hummed by everyone
Though when they heard it in Eilat
They said that it was ‘slightly flat
But still a lot of fun’.
They heard it in New Guinea
From a copy made in Spain,
And all the Latins sing it too
Though not I hear in Peru
Where they pipe its short refrain.
China thought it quite a laugh
The Japanese a joke
America it took by storm
Which over there is quite the norm
Amongst the music folk
And when at last I lost it
And knew I would never hear
The pizzicato rhythms of
A Penny Whistle filled with love
I had to shed a tear. |
| Posted: 13.5.2008 at 06:12 | Read 122 times | 0 comments | Leave Comment |
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