Oh, I wrote this wench song in July!

I have no idea how I managed to not post it here. (Sigh.)

Encore

Fiddler, dear fiddler, draw music from me.

With a stroke long and slow,

Make a melody sweet.

Caress my long neck. Tease me with your bow, oh, oh!

Oh, please, sir, won’t you fiddle with me?

Oh, please, sir, please fiddle with me.

***

Piper, dear piper, put me to your lips.

I would have your breath fill me

In a lingering kiss.

With your fingering deft and your tongue on my…reed.

Oh, piper, won’t you blow me?

Oh, piper, won’t you blow me?

***

My lutenist love, what sweet music we’d make.

I have strings yet untuned.

I have chords yet unplayed.

Put your hand on my frets and explore every key.

Oh, lutenist, won’t you strum me?

Oh, lutenist, won’t you strum me?

***

Drummer, dear drummer, your bodhran I’ll be.

Slap your hands on my skin,

With your bone pound the beat.

Stroke a rhythm so hard, so wild and so free.

Oh, drummer, won’t you bang me?

Oh, drummer, won’t you bang me?

***

Minstrel, my minstrel, please make me your song.

On your lips I would linger.

I would dance on your tongue.

Sure, I’ll soar to the rafters when you hit the G.

Oh, minstrel, won’t you sing me?

Oh, minstrel, won’t you sing me?

***

Lover, my lover, let’s do it again,

My muse we’ve awakened

And inspired by our sin.

Such beautiful music together make we…

Once again, from the top, with feeling. (Mime instrument)

Instrument swap? Why not! (Swap instrument miming)

Encore!

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