The Classic stuff
Classic music, you know, the good stuffNot that bloody opera turn out where some bloke balls out in Italian
To a woman who wobbles a fan over here face wearing a coy smile
No, no. the good stuff, the stuff on adverts that sells fast cars
Chocolate, washing powder and baby's nappies
That's what classic music is all about
I detest all those people standing about in an orchestra
Waiting till it's their turn to blow or strum something
And what's that bloke think he's doing
That bloke who waves a stick around
What's all that about?
No, no. the good stuff, the stuff on TV
A little bit of culture never did anybody no harm
Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2015-04-09 at 20:44




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