What Would You Do?

What would you do

If I turned up on your doorstep

At two in the morning

Dressed only in my violin?

You know

The one without a bow

That I play in the metro

Tunnel,

Surrounded by funnel web spiders.

I don't stay,

Because they say

It's illegal

And anyway

I can't play.

This is nonsense

Of course,

Just like

The black and white horse

On my bedroom wall

All I really want to say,

Is what would you do

If I turned up on your doorstep

At two in the morning

Dressed only in my violin,

Would you send me away

Because I can't play?

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Owain Glyn

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