Slave To Rhyme

Poetry by Lora Frikken

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Location: Roseville, Michigan, United States

Monday, February 17, 2003

Don't Shoot The Piano Player!

Put down that gun and don't blame me,
Just because the music is sour!
I told them I didn't know what key
To play in, during the dinner hour!

All of the local drunks keep shouting
That I should play something fast!
But some of the others are pouting,
And right now I'm feeling harassed!

So for now, I think I'll make a change,
And just bring out my harmonica!
I'll play, "Home On The Range,"
Then switch to, "Turkey In The Straw!"

By then, we'll be having a hoedown,
With no one trying to shoot me like before!
And everyone will be dancing around,
Therefore, I won't be playing the piano anymore!

Lora Frikken ~ 2002

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