Playing out of tune
notes fill the air
with magic that can’t be heard.
The leading contender
on the Ted Mack Amateur Hour,
sings one song to me
a different song to you.
Both are polkas.
Champagne
bubbles explode, killing
people who ain’t
swayed
by the music.
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