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Introduction
That
fiddle's got the devil in it!
Paganini!
Paganini, Paganini,
Mortal, demon, witch or genie,
Mephistophelean maestro
Of the mystic violin!
With the sting of your staccato
And your prickly pizzicato,
When you'd diddle on your fiddle,
It was little short of sin.
Paganini, Paganini,
Lean and lanky like linguine,
With a manner that was manically
Satanic when you played,
How your haunting hint of Hades
Would inflame the local ladies.
You were fiery, you were wiry,
You were very often laid!
Paganini, Paganini,
You're the fiddler's own Houdini,
A magician-cum-musician,
Be you devil, be you man.
Give the opera buffs Rossini,
Give 'em Verdi and Puccini.
Call me geek or call me weenie,
I'm a Paganini fan!
Copyright;
Scott Emmons
Email:
scott@wordchowder.com
Web Site: http://www.wordchowder.com
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