High C
Hey Jude, have you heard,
There was once a piano
That achieved far more than you and I ever shall ever.
It’s a little bit funny, if that’s the word,
How much this piano
Brought more of us smiles than all of us manage together.
But the rumour mill will grind on, come what may –
What can I say ? It had a busy day today.
Sure, it’s all just circumstance,
Such a perfect day,
Such a god-awful small affair.
We’ve fallen for the neat romance
Just because it’s true,
But ought we disbelieve it, if we dare ?
With a hub-cap diamond-star halo,
And with dynamite with a laser beam,
And how can we ever compete with such a daydream ?
Let it go.
But if living is without you,
Then you think the song is about you –
But the thing is, this isn’t your show.
Coincidences leave a daunting trail,
But in the end, they have no horns and they have no tail.
We’re committing the crime of the century, otherwise,
Holding-up standards we never can realise,
What reasons do we need to be told ?
So best to shrug and cheer up, dude.
It’s just a piano that rocked and rolled –
Don’t make it bad, hey, Jude.
Rhyming Couplets 