In church; whence the singing? Look well, and epsy. A bright band of “angels” at “12 o’clock high” They gather each Sunday For early Choir practice Are expertly tutored – But the sad, sad fact is… Tho’ articulating precisely Each tune that’s invented And breathing on the right note Their halos are dented! So if you can help us Reach pure-pitch perfection, Be your voice High, Low or Medium Or of any inflection! Dash swiftly up those stairs Thro’ those wide “pearly-Gates” Go on! Do it now! The Angelic Chorus awaits!