Nothing is Something, McLancey Aces
Said the cursed viola
And Everything it stood for was simply evil
People had gathered for one last chance before it broke, a-thundered by
Tallahassee’s Finest
The Statewide Magician,
McLancey Aces.
Quickly,
he paces back and forth upon the stage; enraged, his demeanor grew meaner at the certainty of the instrument’s curse.
Bursting through its lower bout
A sprite of a devil who’d learned ‘bout the time and the place and the year
2038 AD., when which it appeared
Here ends our story of Tallahassee’s finest.
Lights, off. No cameras. Less action, because the crowd transformed to ash and dust… And,
McLancey Aces, to rust forever, as a bust
A statue robbed of life and death
And yes, till plenty centuries after
Still, still, very still. He remained
Created and Written by Bennie Castle.
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