Monday, August 2, 2010

An Ode to My New Accordion

when i saw red felt 'round her buttons
i gave a little sigh
i gently caressed her white and pearly sides
when i took her apart her rods were a shade of blue
i think i'm in love, don't you?

When I heard her sing
there weren't any pings
those beveled keys
have bouncy little springs
there's a musette voice
a polka voice too
i think I'm in love, don't you?
Panitalia, Panitalia
Kind of rhymes with........
mongolia
Or does it rhyme with
.......vegetalia
my mania
Panitalia
kind of rhymes with...
my new mania
named Pan-ital-ia!

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