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In space, no-one can hear you quack. | |||
It is, therefore, a silent small explosion | |||
of flesh and feathers, bones and bill | |||
which marks the decompressive demise | |||
of a duck. | |||
Great in Aylesbury was the mourning, | |||
and loud the lament from Thame pond; | |||
for she was transported | |||
faster even than a Mallard; | |||
boldly she went where no duck has gone before. | |||
Alas, her anatidine frame | |||
was not evolved for such circumstances, | |||
and so | |||
she died the doughtiest death a duck may die: | |||
a nobler fate by far | |||
than number 17 with egg fried rice. | |||
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- (Posted 2016-11-02) CPDL #41665:
- Editor: Christopher Upton (submitted 2016-11-02). Score information: A4, 8 pages, 2.48 MB Copyright: CC BY NC SA
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General Information
Title: On an Aylesbury Duck
Composer: Christopher Upton
Lyricist: Christopher Upton
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
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Description: Silly words set to silly music.
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Original text and translations
English text
In space, no-one can hear you quack.
It is, therefore, a silent small explosion
of flesh and feathers, bones and bill
which marks the decompressive demise
of a duck.
Great in Aylesbury was the mourning,
and loud the lament from Thame pond;
for she was transported
faster even than a Mallard;
boldly she went where no duck has gone before.
Alas, her anatidine frame
was not evolved for such circumstances,
and so
she died the doughtiest death a duck may die:
a nobler fate by far
than number 17 with egg fried rice.