f15 ORCH Artecent: Calypso, Llanfairpwll..., Ophicleide

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Lit and music teacher from America, but in Asia


The ophicleide burbles on, the root, the fifth, the root

The music of the calypso starts the crowd's feet tapping

I don't know this instrument but I know what I like.

~

The Welsh say they like the unusual,

The quirky, the traditional words

And instruments even, from ages

When innovation was not fearful,

But the innovation has been forgotten.

~

We're all gathered here for the music

At Saint Mary's Church in the hollow of the white hazel,

Near a rapid whirlpool where we lost the bassoonist;

Next door, the Church of St. Tysilio of the red cave

Is offering refreshments and leaflets

To the audience members and the musicians

And as the dance comes to a climax we all sing together.

~

All hail, our home by the growling whirlpool,

Bless Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch,

The village with flair!

~

And the village responds:

Thanks, pals, and a valiant effort

Come by the Joneses' place

For lemonade after the show.

~

We all had a lovely time, though the lemonade was overpriced.


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