March 13, 2007 at 10:39 AM
The Maestro, when ideals denied,
In an adjective personified
Mimes and manipulates
Till every last note has complied.
Be one with the music: follow your local conductor today.
I tried that and all he could say was, "Tickets please!"
Too cute, Emily! I forwarded your poetry to my conductor friends. They will love it.
Don't need no credit card to ride this train, Neil.
the maestro will bully and shout
at the assembled louts.
the man is so deep
it makes the gods weep
although talent he seems without
Buri - I am glad I am not a member of your orchestra!
From Tom Steele
Posted on March 14, 2007 at 6:45 PM
Emily, I'm sorry I submitted you to Huey Lewis and the News back then, I was only 12. I didn't know any better.
Yeah, but at least we can have fond memories of Back to the Future. 1.21 gigawatts! Great Scott!
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