It wasn't Lorin Mazel, of course,
how lucky can one get, I ask.
Some wanker from the provinces
he stepped up to the plate.
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This poem reminds me of the sensitivity we as poets share within ourselves! Nicely written Herbert! I wish I was there to enjoy that experience! LSP
This is the sort of poem I wish you would do every day. Just lovely, Herbert! Raynette