You know a great symphony

Can be played way off-key

And cause an orchestra to just up and die

How pleasant it can be

When played harmoniously

But when NOT makes you want to cry


Such a cacophony of noise

From the brass-playing boys

Causes woodwinds to be highly incensed

The oboes just frown

The bassoons feel let down

But the triangle played the best!


The clarinets screech

When high notes aren’t reached

Flutes strain to play even higher

The tuba bellows

(A big nasty fellow)

And the trombones are sounding tired


While violins whine

The cellos recline

The melody gets way out of sync

The piccolos whistle

And the conductor bristles

While the French horns are mixing drinks


Ask, what is the purpose

Of this 3-ring circus?

Why even play music at all?

Can any good emerge

From a funeral dirge

Or are we all heading for a fall?


When things go so wrong

With a once beautiful song

Even the harp cannot make it sweet

So, trumpet in a new day

Throw the timpani away…

And enjoy just tapping your feet.


Used by permission of the author.

John Giannico

John Giannico, 64, resides with his wife near Madison, VA and has thrived with PD for over 20 years. John ...more