Mozart had made it so simple to write,
Beethoven could construct with his eyes closed,
And together their songs were never trite,
Unlike them, I find it hard to compose!
With my precision flawed, I cannot bare,
To create music from this bold sofa,
And make an audience applaud and stare;
Symphonies relived by the orchestra.
Alas! I may have found my concerto,
With a melody that shows perfection,
What roar is to come from the falsetto –
Heard from the pit of the choir’s section?
Oh, how this tune will inspire them all,
To rise and to stand, yet not take the fall!