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There once was a singer, old Barney McBard,
Whose ______ was as rough as a wire-brush on lard.
He'd ______ and wail with the grace of a goat,
But ______ God, every song came straight from his throat.
Now Barney, he fancied himself quite the star,
Though his pitch ______ as wayward as sailors in bars.
His manager, Slick Pete, with pomade in his hair,
Said, "Barney, my boy, you're a vocal nightmare!"
"Fear not," said old ______ with a glint in his eye,
"There's a newfangled ______ we simply must try.
It's called Auto-Tune, and it ______ like a charm,
It'll fix your bum notes without ______ an arm."
But Barney stood firm with his ______ in the air,
"I'll not have my voice altered, tweaked, or repaired!
My warbling's authentic, it's genuine stuff,
If ______ don't like the sound, well that's just tough."
______ Pete, he insisted, grew red in the face,
"Without Auto-Tune, you're a bloody disgrace!
Your voice is a crime, it's an assault on the ear,
It frightens small children ______ curdles the beer!"
But Barney just grinned and ______ picked up his git,
Said, "I'd rather sing poorly ______ not sing a bit.
My voice may be rough, ______ my pitch may be skew,
But at least it's ______ me, and it's honestly true."
So Barney went ______ with his off-key crusade,
Singing pubs and small clubs, ______ making the grade.
And one fateful night at the ______ Frog and Fiddle,
He croaked out a ballad that ______ life's great riddle.
For there in the crowd sat ______ tone-deaf old crone,
Who thought Barney's voice was as ______ as her own.
They married next week in a ______ grand,
Where they both sang their vows to the ______ of all hands.
Now the moral, dear friends, of ______ musical tale:
True love's often deaf, and off-key to prevail.
So sing from your heart, be it tenor or croak,
For somewhere there's someone who'll get the joke.