A Month of Limericks, #28 "In Scotland, Sebastian Bach"

This limerick not only sends Bach on an entirely imaginary visit to Scotland, it also relies, for its rhymes, on the American tendency to soften foreign or exotic loan words.  In American speech, the rhymes in lines 1, 2, and 5 can be read as exact, but I have no real objection to them being read as slant rhymes.

In Scotland, Sebastian Bach
Was composing one day by a loch.
He arranged "Annie Laurie"
In full fugal glory
Intertwining with "Von Himmel hoch".

A Month of Limericks, #27 - The Piano Concerto of Carter

A pianist once said,"I'm a martyr
To the Piano Concerto of Carter -
I've worked on the score
'Til my fingers were sore -
It's opening tritone
Is the ringtone on my phone -
But it's still not a thing
I can whistle or sing -
And it's rhythmic esprit
(Six and five against three)
Is too much for me...
It's intended for somebody smarter."

A Month of Limericks, #26 "Herr Hindemith wasn't contented"

Herr Hindemith wasn't contented
'Til his publisher finally relented.
"Herr Schott, I have gotta
Composed a sonata
For each instrument ever invented!"

A Month of Limericks, #25 "I'm at that first stage of a cold"

I'm at that first stage of a cold,
When I feel like hell,
And my sinuses swell,
But there's dryness as well,
And my eyes are like gel,
And I'm losing my smell...
(But I know you don't want to be told).

A Month of Limericks, #24 - Mass Transit Gloria

If your mood, when in in rush hour traffic,
Is reflected in language that's graphic,
The way to enhance it,
Relax on mass transit -
And soon you'll be calm and seraphic.

A Month of Limericks, #23 - Betty White Redux

The news of the day gave a fright
To fans of the great Betty White,
But then we were told,
Though she's terribly old,
She's not yet the late Betty White.

A Month of Limericks, #22 "In theory the bass is the tether"

The last three days have celebrated the sopranos, the altos, and the tenors.  Today it is time for the basses.

In theory the bass is the tether
That holds tonal structures together.
And basses, aware
Of the weight that they bear,
Bellow out from the musical nether.