Straddle
Bob wrote a great sestina for his Strad,
and Edna often brought her handsome Strad
along on assignations, for the Strad
had such incredible appeal that Strad
afficionados liked to take their Strad
to bed with them; get naked with a Strad -
a girl I knew had threesomes with the Strad
as bait, her resonating box, her Strad.
But times have turned, as turn they must, and Strad-
ivarians now chant the Zen of Strad:
Become one with the Strad, the gladly Strad-
besotted drone. Be vibrant wood. The Strad
will sing to you, and as you hold your Strad
you'll learn at last the secrets of the Strad.
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