I was selected as a participant for a televised quiz show, after screening by a committee
The other contestants were also high schoolers
From other schools in New York City
Both from the very bright lights, and fear of humiliation
The program was not broadcast nationally
But I knew my family was watching on a local station
In any event, as the contest unfolded
I did fairly well
Good enough to be in contention
Not good enough to excel
The host then
announced the next round-Naming that waltz
Was one where musical skills were vital
A separate waltz would be played for each contestant
After which he or she would be asked its title
I was a
musical ignoramus, and knew the name of only one waltz, the Missouri WaltzWas one where musical skills were vital
A separate waltz would be played for each contestant
After which he or she would be asked its title
Which I had read was the favorite of Harry Truman, then leader of our nation
I had never actually heard it, but knowing the name of none other
So named it after listening a second or two, avoiding further contemplation
The host then
said you’re absolutely right
Totally stunned, I tried to show a calm front
Inwardly knowing my musical ignorance
Had been concealed by a total stroke of luck
I didn’t win
the contest overallTotally stunned, I tried to show a calm front
Inwardly knowing my musical ignorance
Had been concealed by a total stroke of luck
But my score could be described as okay
In good part knowing the name of the waltz
That Harry Truman liked to play
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