New Year's Concert - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
It wasn't Lorin Mazel, of course,
how lucky can one get, I ask.
Some wanker from the provinces
he stepped up to the plate.
Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra!
You cannot go beyond, above.
And here I am, so far from home
a couple tears roll down my cheeks,
it's Johann Strauss and company.
It cuts too deep, and hurts no more
than music ever was designed
to do, and after all, I am just me.
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