You odd, deranged, accursed violin
With your offending high pitched open strings
That E-String, curse it to the grave, so thin,
Breaks glass when it offends the ear and rings.
Your Treble clef is similar these ways
With all its lines curved with disfigured swirls
The Alto was the most great through the days,
Without the Treble's so confusing curls.
Although, to my disgrace, this sonnet's poor,
The evidence is certainly most clear.
Viola is desired by much more;
It is the one the people want to hear.
Viola and the alto clef are best.
To them, there is not to be seen contest.