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7.6.20 – Composing a Farewell Song

July 6, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

Once Upon a Time in America,
There was a composer named Morricone.
He wrote and he sweat,
Succeeded, and yet,
Didn’t win Oscar until 2016.
He wrote for cowboys in spaghetti
And cowboys in the winter
Until today,
When he wrote his own farewell song.

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