NB. It will be apparent that the final rhyme hinges on a Anglo pronunciation of his name, for which I apologize.
Father Figure
Imagine you were Mozart’s son,
And then imagine, just for fun,
That fate had cast your lot so you
Should live as a composer too.
Would your father’s DNA
Haunt you ‘til your dying day?
Would you, when a little lad,
Wish you had a different dad?
(Would you find it slightly scary
That your teacher was Salieri?)
Envoi
Circumstances didn’t favor
Mental health for young Franz Xaver.
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