Light conversation
On the Loos of Ware,
A flute that has won
The hearts of us there,
Quaffing off our drink,
Midst the aural daze;
With average think,
We sit in social haze.

Plush piano notes
Caress the faces,
While the low bass floats
Souls to far-off places,
Over purple patches
Of the rushing tune;
Man laughs as he catches
Some current lampoon

by Gerald O'Hagan U.6