If music be the food of love
Starvation hovers thin and proud
Plate on, give me a mess of it
It tickles not the palate
Nor satisfies the crippling hunger
If music be the tune of love
Why do I hear only discord?
Play on, give me the finesse of it
It is a song sung by tone-deaf singers
Totally out of rhythm and two octaves off key
If music be the Muse of Love
She is a heartless, stone cold witch
Hate on, leave me to guess at it
Shall I bring wine and roses?
Shall I just kill myself?
If music be the ruse of love
Catch a fool now in his folly
Straight on, you'll obsess on it
No fool greater than an old fool
Hold your tongue fool, be wise...
Pendragon
(C) 8/16/2013

