Ever since I was a little lad,
I've been averse to noise. (Just ask my dad.)
When I went off to college, I shared a pad
With several other students. It was bad!
Their all night parties nearly drove me mad.
The very day that I became a grad,
I moved out to the country, fled the mad-
ding crowd. No neighbors there to ad-
dle my tender nerves--Boy was I glad!
Alas, to my chagrin, I have to add
the ending of my tale is rather sad.
A violinist moved next door--egad!
destroying the peace and quiet I once had.
Something there is that doesn't like a Strad.
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