Saturday, June 05, 2010

"Someone Put Pineapple Juice in my Pineapple Juice!"

They say that just before Chopin died in Majorca Paris, he asked that his heart be taken back to Warsaw. His sister undertook to carry out his death-bed request, but she feared the hostility of the Polish customs guard. When the guard asked her what was in the package, she airly replied:

Oh, it is the heart of my dear brother.

Believing this to be the silliest story he ever heard, he cheerily waved her through.
I'm sending my liver to Liverpool,
My pancreas off to Peru;
My stomach and kidney
For the summer to Sidney,
But my heart I'm still savin' for you.

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