A lovely pushy soprano
Before she could be stopped
Sang Schubert for us
Her whole body an instrument
For some unleashing force
Not entirely natural
But entirely possessed her
So overcome that flesh and blood
Could hold a note so strong so long
But that diva would not be stopped
She threw the patient scientists
Off the stage she put the stunned
Philosophers in their place
She had to be carried out
By ten burly men in the end
And sent trilling down the street
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