To a very simple tune I wrote back in Moscow, at age 9 or 10, using black piano keys only:
123, 45, 678, 45
123, 45, 678, 45
876, 54, 321, 54
876, 54, 321, 54
1, 2, 3... 6, 7, 8...
8, 7, 6... 3... 2... 1...
Drink I too much wine,
Have I sunk too deep?
Have I lost my mind,
Is my heart asleep?
No, my mind's still fine,
I have not gone bats.
I still love what's mine,
Such as all my cats.
No remorse, I'm all set.
But, of course, not just yet...
[Milder version of line 8: "Mother, wife, and cats."]
[Even milder: "Parents, wife, and cats." (includes father)]
[Milder still: "Kith and kin, and cats." (includes in-laws and cousins)]
[Mildest of all: "People, dogs, and cats." (includes pretty much everybody)]
[But all these milder versions are merely intended to placate certain readers. Listeners, however, will only get the original, brutal version.]
© Copyright 2022, Serge Elnitsky
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