Luna's Bassoon

by Pineta


Fit the Second: The Music Shop

She followed this growing desire
To a top instrument supplier.
The shopkeeper was pleased
And he eagerly seized
The hoof of the prospective buyer.

He cried, “It is just a delight
“To serve the princess of the night.
“It's perfectly clear
“That somewhere in here
“Is the one that will suit you just right.

“This banjo will make you a star.
“As would this electric guitar.
“A simple cello?
“Lovely and mellow.
“Or would you like something bizarre?”

But Luna dismissed every string.
“They do have a lovely zing,
“But I never quite got
“How to tie a good knot.
“I’d hate the trouble that would bring.”

“If strings get you into a tangle
“Why not take up the triangle?
“For a sweet 'Ding!'
“It's the best thing.
“Or I’ve bells you'd just love to jangle.”

“Leave the bells for Starswirl and his hat,
“Or to fix on the neck of a cat.
“It’s a brilliant ding,
“But not quite my thing.
“Percussion’s more Pinkie Pie’s act.”

“Well I’ll bet you’ll never regret
“Tooting a flute or clarinet.
“A small piccolo,
“Bassoon, or oboe?
“With some friends you could start a quartet.

“I feel it’s the woodwind family
“That best fits your personality.
“Our list has been thinned
“To tubes breaking wind.
“Do please excuse the profanity.”

To show this, the oboe was blown
Then Luna cried, “That’s a great tone.
“But I won’t make my call
“Till I’ve tested them all,
“Then I’ll pick the one I shall own.”

An hour passed until she was done
Testing the keys of each one.
When the clock reached noon
She picked the bassoon,
Then smiled, and said: “This is the one.

“Such a timbre—so warm and dark.
“With this beauty, I shall embark.
“My muse is unfurled.
“I’ll play to the world.
“The bassoon will now be my mark.”