Now they lay his body down. . . sad old men who run this town.
I still recall the way he led the charge and saved the day
Blue blood and rain . . . I can hear the bugle playing

[Chorus]
We’ve seen the last of good King Richard
Ring out the past, his name lives on and on
Roll out the bones, and raise up the pitchers
Raise up your glass to good King John

While he plundered far and wide, all his starving children cried.
And though we sung his fame, we all went hungry just the same.
He meant to shine to the end of the line . . .

When you think it just cannot get worse,
Some MFA types out more verse.
Lisa Spaar tells a tale:
Massive poetry fail—
We are under her poetry curse.

In her poem, Duet, Lisa Russ Spaar tells the story of two sisters making music together, based on two pre-existing songs by different artists. Today, we challenge you to write a poem that involves people making music together, and that references – with a lyric or line – a song or poem that is important to you.