Play Ground Poem by Ima Ryma

Mozart died and was laid to rest
In a town cemetery plot.
Later, townspeople did attest,
Music was coming from that spot.
The priest, who was a Mozart fan,
Came to the grave to listen to
The music. Over a time span,
He noted Mozart pieces through,
But playing from end to begin.
When asked why this music might be,
The priest thought and then with a grin,
Replied most reassuredly,

'The reason for this backward thing -'
'Mozart is just decomposing.'