In Accord Poem by John Bannister Tabb
In Accord
The Mocking-bird gulps down the worm
And straight begins to sing.
I wonder that he doesn't squirm
To swallow such a thing-
A sort of fiddle-string, no doubt,
That helps to bring the music out.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: music
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