A harmonica honks
like my father
used to play
a dozen geese
screeching in unison
I never understood
harmony until I
heard it now
and its melody
coming back reminding
me of Christmas
God rest ye
very merry gentlemen
A harmonica honks
like my father
used to play
a dozen geese
screeching in unison
I never understood
harmony until I
heard it now
and its melody
coming back reminding
me of Christmas
God rest ye
very merry gentlemen