He composed so many works,
His compositions are renowned,
Loved by all.
The nine symphonies live on,
Live on in concert halls around the world,
Their sound embedded in the fabric,
The fabric of the building.
The piano concertos and sonatas are the same,
Sounds so wonderful, so joyous.
I had to visit his graveside
And sit with this man of music.
As I sat there in humble contemplation,
I heard this strange sound,
The sound of his music,
But it was being played backwards.
I just did not understand,
Then I realised what was happening,
Beethoven was laying there,
Decomposing!