Mia Culpa

I started singing in the shower again,
This causes the neighbours great deal of pain,
Yet I insist on singing the occasional opera,
All I can say is “Mia Culpa”.
I stick to the bass parts of the Italian collection,
But needless to say with my own interpretation,
This may explain the look of desperation,
And why my listeners favour castration,
As a castrato, I am sure as you probably are,
I would have had a greater repertoire,
So here I go on singing again, “La Boheme” and “Aida”,
Because this is all that is left, Esta la Vida

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