you could say
I was a die-hard fan

at both of their gigs
they banged out the blues
in a feelgood style

I loved them for their name
dreamed of being a part
jealous of their fashion
I bought a blues harp

I could not make it wail
I could not make it moan
like Pete
like Sonny Boy

in my mouth
all tuneless and useless
all teeth and gums

so I salute
those Screaming Melons
the joy their blues bought
in all too few moments

and yes
in flights of fancy
still dream
of making harmonicas
talk

copyright a shyvicar April 2020