She was always fingering her organ. A sort of Medieval Cherry Wainer, really...
Like a black swan as death came on
Poured forth her song in perfect calm:
And by ocean's margin this innocent virgin
Constructed an organ to enlarge her prayer,
And notes tremendous from her great engine
Thundered out on the Roman air.
- "Saint Cecilia", W.H. Auden
Today is Saint Cecilia's Day - the Patron Saint of Music.
What better way to celebrate than with a song that was written (by Paul Simon) in her honour..?
...oh, and some moist twinks to sing it for her!
Buffet!
