When Beethoven was a Child

When beethoven was a child

God came to him

To tame the wild

Of his rhythm

But gods disguise

Fooled ludwig

Thinking otherwise

Not caring a fig

He wrote beyond

Any excuses

Witnessing the pond

Of froggy juices

So made blind

Luigi switched sides

To only remind

Where god resides

In sonorosity

Sensual confusion

He forgot deity

Divinely writing in profusion

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