I was up all night
loudly pounding on my keyboard
to make some phony paper I had to write
for my Master’s degree
every now and again,
I had to have some goddamn music
to cure the old-fashioned
But after a while, I just said
I need some silence!
So I put the machine on silent.
So I could at least concentrate!
And I finished the paper
a long time ago.
And I even switched computers
Because I have two.
Don’t ask why.
So after all the pomp and circumstantial choices
I had to use the old bird computer.
And I popped that heavier than thou laptop
on my chest, to write
And, my ornery soul said:
"It’s way too quiet in here!
I need some music!”
And this clam was never dead!
I hit the magic sound button
and out I heard old Vince Guaraldi playing the piano
like he’d been playing all night
singing notes on his piano
That I fucking want to sing!
Hey, but it sounds pretty good,
so I gotta save this shit.
Pretty soon when the digital muses go wandering away
And Vince closes the fallboard
All at back come the noises everyone is used to.