When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple of days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noises coming from the area where Mozart was buried.
Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it.
The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.
When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, “Ah, yes, that’s Mozart’s Ninth Symphony, being played backwards.”
He listened a while longer, and said, “There’s the Eighth Symphony, and it’s backwards, too. Most puzzling.”
The magistrate kept listening: “There’s the Seventh…the Sixth…the Fifth…” Suddenly, the magistrate realised what was happening; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery: “My fellow citizens, there’s nothing to worry about. It’s just Mozart decomposing.”
Very funny 🙂 Have a great weekend, Tilly.
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And you!
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Good pun.
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Love it! Them!
Amazing that Amadeus, my favorite composer, ended up decomposing in a pauper’s grave.
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So many geniuses are unappreciated in their lifetime. I think that’s my problem 🙂
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This one gave me a chuckle…thanks…have a great weekend.
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🙂
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