WHEN LIUTPRAND PLAYS THE KRUMMHORN.

When Liutprand plays the krummhorn,
    The people stamp and shout
And tell him it’s a bum horn,
    And then they kick him out.

When Liutprand plays the fiddle,
    They chase him out the door.
It really is a riddle
    Why he comes back for more.

When Liutprand plays the tuba,
    He really takes a hit.
He flies down to Aruba
    Till things cool down a bit.

But what falls also rises,
    And each dog has his day;
And guess who wins the prizes
    When Liutprand plays croquet.