I set off down the street,
I was going Chopin,
I looked in my pocket,
I had forgotten my Liszt,
I turned around,
I had to go Bach.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A sonnet about these three may follow tomorrow.
- Category: Humor
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