Parody
Arnold Franz Walter Schoenberg
Knitting needles gleaming and flashing
In her gray hair,
The duenna sits there muttering
In her little red dress.
She's waiting in the arbor;
She loves Pierrot to distraction,
Knitting needles gleaming and flashing
In her gray hair.
Of a sudden-hark!-a whisper!
A breath of wind softly snickers:
The moon, wicked aping scoffer,
Beams down a simulacrum of
Knitting needles gleaming and flashing.