There once was a fellow named Hatch,The next week, another student announced he'd written a sequel, and shared it with the class:
Who was fond of the music of "batch" [Bach].
Said he, it's not fussy like Brahms and deBUSSee [Debussy];
Sit down and I'll play you a snatch.
There once was a jolly old miner,
Who thought there could be nothing finer,
Than to hear a snatch of Handel or "batch" [Bach]
And that's why he went to hear Schreiner.