Nicolas Adolphe Weber, German
“Excuse Me Boys, I Think You Have the Wrong Room. I Requested a Wake-Up Choir for SEVEN a.m.,” 1867
Oil on canvas
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/// Lovely Psyche awakes from a dream
to the sound of a musical “scream.”
The quartet is to blame.
They’ve mistaken her name,
playing Herrmann’s intense “Psycho” theme.
/// Wide awake now, she’s out of control.
“Don’t you know I’m the goddess of soul?
Hitchcock scares are beneath ya’.
Now please play some Aretha,
or, at least R&B Rock ‘n Roll!”
/// Though they noted the maiden’s appeal,
to be naked back then— no big deal.
They averted their gaze,
not as eunuchs or gays,
but to read the sheet music with zeal.
/// You may ask why she slept all alone.
For her beauty, she has to atone.
Psyche’s high on men’s list.
Aphrodite got pissed—
that dame never liked being outshone.
/// Aphrodite’s son Eros was told
by his jealous Mom, “Do some thing bold.
Give the girl a lust torrid
for a monster who’s horrid!”
Psyche’s beauty put those plans on hold.
/// Back in Delphi, the Oracle-Priest
decreed Psyche would marry a beast.
She leapt from a great height,
but was caught in mid-flight,
and was rescued from being deceased.
/// Eros couldn’t, to Psyche, be grubby.
He was smitten and now he’s her hubby.
Of love, he’s the Greek god,
but his choice wasn’t odd.
Back then gods liked their gals a bit chubby.