Are you ready? Hold it with your chin.
This is a game that you will win.
It won't be easy, now stand up straight.
Come on now, I know your fate.
Hold out your arm and grip the scroll.
Let's take a break from rock and roll.
Fingers hover, get ready to reach.
This instrument is no stroll on the beach.
Reach far, crank it! Just like mine.
Stand up straight, now let's begin.
Easy with the right, gentle on the strings.
It won't break, see how it sings?
I'll guide you this time, hand over hand.
Why so red? You're sweating like band.
Relax to make music. Fine! Rest your arm.
Don't lift your bow, it will work like a charm.
Me play a song? Ok, just one.
Your turn now, I told you this was fun.
BTW, you might be sore tomorrow.
An ice pack you may need to borrow.
But tonight, you did it! Far from begin.
'I want to die! ' You're playing the violin!
Sandra Regan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/playing-the-violin/
