Notes for an Organist

The background to this is that when Huw was minister of Calfaria Chapel Skewen one of the Organists there happened to celebrate a significant birthday. We as members were invited to go along to a party in the vestry and asked if we could give a song, present a short piece about her etc. The little ditty that follows was my contribution.

Note: I'd add that the reader should imagine this being performed  at an accelerando pace; accompanied by steel drums and ending with an abrupt stop. 

Crotchets, quavers, semibreves and minims.

Put them all together in a melting pot.

Altos, tenors, basses and sopranos;

Lump them all together and see what you’ve got.

Choirs of angels, singing “Glory Hallelujah”,

Congregations giving all they’ve got.

Add some swell and really hit the big notes

And pray that the bellows don’t get too hot.

And there’s our Eurfron dancing on the pedals,

Side-step, quick-step, and then a foxtrot;

Calf muscles bulging, temples a-throbbing,

This is all part of an organist’s lot.

So, Eurfron , carry on playing hymns and arias,

Keep them fingers nimble as can be.

Keep them toes a-tapping on the pedals,

And, Eurfron, don’t ever throw away the key!