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........
Or does it rhyme with
my mania
kind of rhymes with...
my new mania
named Pan-ital-ia!

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