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MY STRANGEST SEIZURE

Following my 'Longest Seizure' ..............
MY STRANGEST SEIZURE
With six sons within fifteen years
And just one working, - dad,
Our parents strived to do their best
Luxuries, never had.
Since elocution lessons
My mother had when young
The first two boys - they had the same
And used by number one.
The next three, learnt piano
And number ’4’ he thrived,
Then he and I - I’m number six,
Into singing lessons, dived.
Since seventeen, been singing
Initially church choir,
And there I did some solos
At singing, never tire.
One instance still stands out for me
Cantata, we did sing
In our church choir on Sunday eve.,
And solo, I did bring.
Just to my left was one called John
At six foot six, but blind,
To right another, "uncle George"
While young, next door’d him find.
He was in charge of microphones
When soloists we’d have,
A task performed with fine finesse
So confident and suave.
He had me 'mic’ed just bars before
My solo piece was due,
When ’nother seizure I endured,
Noticed by just a few.
Now uncle George, he did not know
Should John, the solo sing?
And while John sensed something was wrong
He could not do a thing.
Our organist, another George,
Buckets of sweat he poured,
Not knowing ‘xactly WHAT would hap.
Wrong words? Or e’en dis-chord?
While in the seizure, I was told,
And later heard by me,
I sang the first verse - word for word
Though just slightly, off key.
At interval before verse two,
Returned to ‘here and now’
Then sang the second, perfectly
With finesse and some ‘wow’
Continuing, with rest of choir
Cantata, it did end,
Then Alto, Jeannie turns around
“Some scare there, you did send”
“I’d practiced it” I did reply
Still unaware to me
I’d sung first verse, in perfect word
Though slightly, just, off key.

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